The next few days passed quite peacefully for Mo Roulan.
Since she had a week of holidays from college to study for exams, she didn't need to take leave from the college because of her injuries.
She rested inside her room properly and studied as well.
The scratches and bruises healed very soon from the ointment that Fang Zhihan gave her.
Yes, He Jian made Fang Zhihan change Mo Roulan's ointment to the one that didn't sting much and healed the wounds more quickly.
In the end, Fang Zhihan also made a request from He Jian in exchange.
He asked him to resume the projects that he had just canceled with Fang Industries. After He Jian agreed, he immediately went to his mansion and brought an ointment that was made by him.
He Jian was very skeptical about this ointment. However, after Fang Zhihan showed him the positive records of the people on whom he had tested the ointment, he allowed Mo Roulan to use that ointment.
Mo Roulan had to accept that the ointment was very nice. Not only did the scratched heal fast but she could also see that the scars from them are already starting to heal on the last day of the week.
The next day, she had her first final exam.
In the past week, another change had also occurred.
"Good morning, Mom."
Mo Roulan kissed her mother's cheek as she entered the dining room with her college bag.
"Good Morning, Chenchen."
After that, she ruffled her young brother's hair and then finally looked at the one last person inside the room.
"Good Morning, Mr. He."
Yes, this was another change.
Now He Jian had the two-time meals, breakfast, and dinner, at Mo Roulan's apartment and sometimes even three-time meals on weekends.
Sitting beside Mo Chen, He Jian raised his head and nodded his head softly at Mo Roulan. Mo Roulan didn't mind his silence.
She knew very well that he didn't like to speak when he was eating something.
Lin Qianru who was arranging the plates went out of the dining room and came back after a few moments.
Mo Roulan shook her head helplessly as she saw her mother serving He Jian a new dish she had tried yesterday with an excited face.
Actually what happened was that the next day from when Mo Roulan got injured, Lin Qianru started to make something new and nutritious every day to provide some nutrition to Mo Roulan's body so that her body can heal very soon.
Every day, she would put a separate portion for He Jian. It was her own way to thank him for helping her daughter.
Hence, in the early morning, Lin Qianru would go to He Jian's apartment only to find him having breakfast. He Jian would politely invite her to have breakfast with him.
Lin Qianru would always deny his offer.
However, one day He Jian's assistant Chu Feng insisted very much and Lin Qianru couldn't deny it any longer.
She was actually curious to find out what kind of food He Jian's cook made for him.
However, when she saw the plain salad placed on the dining table, Lin Qianru was very shocked. Then she came to know from Chu Feng that since He Jian's cook was on leave and Chu Feng only knew how to cut fruits and vegetables, He Jian could only have this.
Hence, the soft hearted Lin Qianru immediately asked He Jian to have the three times meal at her apartment.
Without giving any chance to He Jian to refuse her offer, she left his apartment and then came back to tell Mo Roulan everything.
Mo Roulan was actually more surprised at something else.
He Jian really came to their apartment the next morning.
Since then, the four of them are having almost all of their meals together.
Her mother was again making new dishes every day, however now something had changed. Before they were made by her keeping solely Mo Roulan in her mind and now they were made by her keeping He Jian.
The reason behind this was also reasonable.
Actually the thing was that Mo Chen and Mo Roulan, both the sibling has few things that they didn't like to eat. However, Lin Qianru put everything that could make the dish nutritious for them.
And then forced them to eat them.
However, in the end, she would still feel dissatisfied seeing their faces that would have disgust on seeing a particular ingredient in the dish made by her.
However, He Jian was nicer than her children.
The man never complaint and would eat whatever she would serve him silently.
He would even praise her in his own way.
"Auntie, it was delicious. Thank you."
The cold man sitting on the dining table said the words of praise to Lin Qianru. His face didn't have any emotion that an ordinary person would have when they would praise someone.
It made his praising words sound a little awkward and forceful.
Even Lin Qianru found it a little awkward on the first day. However, with time she realized that He Jian was like this only. It was not because he didn't like her dish and was praising her forcefully but his way pf praising others was just this.
Lin Qianru then remembered that Grandfather He had told her that He Jian didn't have his mother with him since he was very young. She only thought that his mother died when he was young and nothing else.
However, this thought only made her heart softer for He Jian.
A child could become socially awkward after losing his parents. Lin Qianru knew it very well and that's why she had paid special attention to both of her children's growth.
But perhaps He Jian didn't have anyone by his side like her children had.
When Mo Roulan came to know about her mother's thoughts, she was very startled. She didn't know anything about He Jian's mother.
However, she couldn't help but wonder if He Jian was socially awkward.
He was cold and indifferent to people whom he didn't feel were worthy of his attention. But with people who knew him and whom he knew…was he socially awkward with them?
But if he was then how did he even make such a big company and make it popular by his won efforts?
She actually never thought about this before ...even in her past life.. However, she also didn't want to pay much attention to He Jian in this life. So she disregarded this question and hid it somewhere in her mind.
On the other hand, now Lin Qinaru was starting to accept He Jian's praise happily. Even those expressionless praises started to melt her heart and make her very happy. She was a cook so how could she not be happy when someone was praising her cooking.
Mo Roulan was also happy since her mother was happy.
In the end, the days were passing very peacefully for Mo Roulan. However, when had the peace lasted for long in her life!