CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Getting down from the bus, Mo Roulan walked to the Cheng Mansion. She couldn't help but feel nervous when she thought about whether the yesterday's events would bring any change in Cheng Yang or whether it would drag him more in the abyss.

The whole night she was thinking over her decision.

Did she really take a right decision?

The security guards opened the door and Mo Roulan walked inside the huge mansion.

Today she didn't see Butler Wen in the living room so she directly went to Cheng Yang's room.

Opening the door after a moment of hesitation, she saw Cheng Yang sitting in the same position she was used to seeing him.

Hearing some noise when she closed the door, Cheng Yang even turned his head. He looked at her and then turned around.

Seeing the same action from every day, Mo Roulan let out a defeated sigh but suddenly she noticed something.

Her head swiftly turned in Cheng Yang's direction again. She walked to his front with long strides and a small smile appeared on her lips when she saw a notebook on his table.

Instead of his ear stuffed with earphones, she saw a pen in his hand while he wrote down something on the blank page.

Mo Roulan stood there after a few moments; she finally noticed that what Cheng Yang was writing were the questions he had done wrong.

It was amazing to see that he even remembered the statements of those questions exactly the same.

After writing down four questions, she saw him pushing the notebook towards her.

She dumbly looked at it for a few seconds as if trying to figure out what was she supposed to do. And seeing her unmoving body, Cheng Yang looked at her blankly.

"Oh…Do you want me to solve these questions for you?"

As she asked, she has already picked the notebook from the table. Embarrassment flooded her as she thought that she couldn't even understand such an obvious action of Cheng Yang.

But she was really shocked.

Hiding her thoughts, she glanced down at the notebook and picked the pen that Cheng Yang was using. Still standing she put the notebook on the table and started to explain the first question to Cheng Yang.

But she suddenly saw him standing up from the chair and then picking another chair from the corner of the room.

He set it down beside his chair and then sat back down.

Seeing her looking at himself with opened mouth, he lowered his head and said

"Sit."

His voice was the same from that day; still hoarse.

If Mo Roulan had not been leaning down and standing close to him then perhaps she would have not been able to even hear him.

It took her a few seconds to finally sitting on the chair Cheng Yang had set down for her. A bright smile suddenly appeared on her lips.

Cheng Yang spoke to her for the second time.

Perhaps she really did the right thing.

In the next one hour, Mo Roulan explained all the questions to Cheng Yang.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door. Just when Mo Roulan was about to get up and open the door, she saw Cheng Yang standing up.

So she sat down silently and let him open the door.

Since the room was small, she could see who was standing outside when Cheng Yang opened the door. Outside Butler Wen was standing with a wide smile on his face.

"Young Master, I have brought all the books you have written in the list."

The old butler showed the books that were placed on each other to Cheng Yang while Mo Roulan looked at the duo silently.

"Thanks."

Hearing his Young Master's voice after so many months, the old butler was shocked for a moment and his eyes dampened with moisture.

He rubbed them immediately and laughed while saying again and again

"No need...No need...It's my duty. If Young Master needs something else, then you can tell me that also."

Butler Wen was so emotional and happy that his eyes didn't move away from Cheng Yang and he didn't notice Mo Roulan in the room at all.

It was not until Cheng Yang started to close the door, Butler Wen said

"Then I'll leave, Young Master."

And after that, the room was silent again.

Mo Roulan saw Cheng Yang putting down those books on the table. She picked one of them and found that all of them were for the course Cheng Yang was studying.

Her heart was excited again. However, she controlled it and behaved very casually.

"So, what do you want to start first?"

Contrary to her excitement, Cheng Yang was very calm and said

"You pick."

Mo Roulan sighed and then picked Mathematics first.

Although Cheng Yang was seventeen years old, he didn't give College Entrance examination last year. So Mo Roulan knew that she needed to focus on a lot of things for that.

However, since Cheng Yang was already a very intelligent student she would not have to do much hard work for that.

She taught Cheng Yang mathematics for the next two hours. When it was six o'clock, Mo Roulan closed the notebook and stood up from her chair.

"Tonight I will make a study schedule for you, then you can study according to that."

She told Cheng Yang. Although he didn't show much of a reaction, Mo Roulan knew that he was hearing her.

Sliding her bag on her back, she walked towards the door. At the doorway, she suddenly turned around.

"Cheng Yang."

Cheng Yang raised his head hearing her calling him. The bright smile on the girl's lips appeared in his sight.

"I'm proud of you."

After these words, the girl opened the door and exited his room.

'I'm proud of you.'

The words rang in his ear again and again. 

Has he done something that can make her proud of him? Cheng Yang asked himself but soon he shrugged it away and silently started to read the book in his hands.

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The 'Night Bird' restaurant was filled with people.

  Lin Qianru exited the kitchen with a tray full of bowls of different dishes and hot soup.

According to her memory, she walked towards the table where she had to place those dishes.

As she walked across the large hall carefully, she suddenly stumbled across something and the tray in her hands fell down on the floor.

With wide eyes, Lin Qianru looked at the mess on the floor.

"Are you blind or something? Do you have eyes only for decoration?"

A screeching voice fell in her ears and she raised her head. In front of her was standing a woman.

She looked at her with knitted eyebrows as she was confused why the woman was speaking to her so rudely. It was only when the woman continued speaking she understood the reason.

"You have spoiled my friend's dress."

The woman pointed towards the other woman who was standing behind her.

Lin Qianru gasped when she saw the red stain on the women's dress. 

"It was not intentional Ma'am. Please give me a few moments, I'll do something right now."

However, the two women didn't seem to appreciate her kind intentions as they started shouting at her.

"What can you do? We want the manager here. Where is the manager?"

One of the waiters had already run to the manager's office to inform him about the ongoing farce in the hall so the manager reached there soon.

"I'm the manager Ma'am. What is the problem?"

Looking at their branded dress, the manager asked them respectfully.

"Problem? You ask me what is the problem? Look at this, My dress. Just because you have hired a fool in your restaurant, I lost my favorite dress."

The woman whose dress was stained said to the manager.

As soon as she finished, the other women continued.

"Let me tell you, Mr. Manager. Your restaurant is so popular and doing well just because of the people like us. If I spread even a single rumor about your restaurant among my friends, it'll not be soon that you will come to the roads."

Cold sweat ran down on the manager's back. Glancing sideways, he glared at Lin Qianru who lowered her head.

"Ma'am, please be kind. Why don't you forget this small incident? How is this…. Both of you don't need to pay for whatever you have ordered. And the waiter will also apologize to you."

Hearing the manager's words, Lin Qinaru stepped forward and said with her head lowered

"I'm really sorry Ma'am. I should have been careful."

"Sorry? Will your sorry give me back my dress? Do you even know how much does this dress cost? Even if you sell your body and become a w***e you won't be able to pay back."

The harsh words made Lin Qianru's face solemn. She had never heard such words in her life. Her eyes went teary when she saw how everyone in the hall was looking at her.

"Ma'am, I accept that I did a mistake but you don't have any right to talk to me like that."

She said emotionlessly.

The two women looked at each other and then glared at Lin Qinaru furiously. It was evident that her words had enraged them.

"You lowly piece of trash, how dare you to talk to me like that? Do you even know who I am?"

One of them even raised her hand to slap Lin Qianru.

The slow-witted Lin Qinaru couldn't think of anything she could do and closed her eyes tightly waiting for the upcoming pain.

However, the pain never came.. Instead, her body was dragged back and a masculine scent mixed with a faint scent of cologne entered her nose.