CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

The next day when Mo Roulan entered the Cheng Mansion she saw the butler standing at the door.contemporary romance

Seeing her, the butler seemed to have a relieved look which Mo Roulan thought was a little funny.

"What happened, butler Wen?"

The butler also seemed a little embarrassed as he said

"I thought that Miss Mo will not come anymore now."

Mo Roulan took out an apple from her bag since she was feeling a little hungry. Taking a bite, she asked the butler

"And why so?"

"Well…Miss Mo, I heard your conversation with madam yesterday."

Mo Roulan chuckled as she found the butler Wen cute as he avoided her eyes in guilt.

She walked inside the mansion as Butler Wen walked beside her.

"Miss Mo, the madam was just worried about the master so don't …."

Mo Roulan chewed the apple inside her mouth and raised her hand to stop the butler from saying anything else.

With a sigh, she said very seriously

"Butler Wen, you might respect and be loyal to Mrs. Cheng very much that you can't see even her wrongdoing. But according to me, Mrs. Cheng has full contribution in what Cheng Yang has become now."

After that, Mo Roulan didn't talk anymore to butler Wen and walked to Cheng Yang's room.

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Inside the room, she found Cheng Yang in his usual position.

She put a bright smile on her face and then closed the door.

Walking in front of him, she said with the same smile

"Hello, Cheng Yang. How are you doing?"

Just like every day, Cheng Yang just glanced at her and then lowered down his head.

However, this time he pushed a notebook towards Mo Roulan before stuffing the earphones in his ears.

With surprised eyes, Mo Roulan picked the notebook immediately.

When she opened it and turned the pages one by one, her smile widened more and more.

She didn't notice that Cheng Yang once raised his head and looked at her smile for a while and then he lowered his head as if nothing happened.

While Mo Roulan was feeling as if she will start to jump with joy immediately but she controlled it in fear that she would startle Cheng Yang.

She flipped through the notebook seriously for the second time.

Although all the questions were not right, the thing that relived her was that Cheng Yang had tried every question. There were only a few questions that he couldn't solve.

Perhaps he had forgotten a few formulas and that's why he couldn't solve them.

Mo Roulan closed the notebook with a smile and then looked at the Cheng Yang's lowered head. 

"Cheng Yang, you are a genius"

She praised him sincerely. The questions he had solved were enough to show how intelligent he was before all this.

No wonder Professor Han praised him so much.

She was really happy because she had expected that Cheng Yang will really solve them.

The boy raised his head and stared at him with his blank eyes but didn't say anything.

Mo Roulan was confused and scratched her head while trying to understand what he meant. It was not until he snatched the notebook from her hands, she said what came to her mind.

"We will go tomorrow to that event."

Only then, Cheng Yang lowered his head and stuffed the earphones back in his ears.

While, Mo Roulan took the notebook again in her hands. She looked at the notebook as if it was a treasure.

And of course, it was. It was the treasure with which she could convince Mrs. Cheng.

However, that day, Mo Roulan waited for Mrs. Cheng the whole evening but Mrs. Cheng didn't come back.

At six p.m. the butler told her that Mrs. Cheng has called and said that she will not come today and will stay at the company for tonight.

Disappointed, Mo Roulan could only leave Cheng Mansion after stuffing Cheng Yang's notebook in her backpack as she walked towards the bus stop.

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In the He villa, He Zhuang looked at Grandfather He with cold and dead eyes.

Grandfather He squirmed on the couch under his son's cold gaze and felt furious when he heard the snicker from his behind.

"Old Man, I have told you to think before doing something but you have sworn to not listen to my advice."

Butler Zhang whispered with a smile.

Grandfather He glared at the butler and suddenly felt a little indignant thinking that he was feeling scared of his son.

He raised his head and leaned comfortably on the couch as he pretended to be confident.

Looking in his son's cold eyes, he said fearlessly

'Now you are trying to intimidate this old man with your cold eyes. Zhuang, don't try to do that because it will not work, after all, I'm your father.'

That's what Grandfather He had planned to say but what came out of his mouth was

"He He… Son, what happened? Why do you look so cold suddenly?" He smiled nervously making Butler Zhang snicker more.

"Why did you interfere in company matters?" He Zhuang asked coldly.

Grandfather seemed to be hurt by his words and said

"Zhuang, that's also my company. So what I decided to recruit someone with my wish? Can't I do even this small thing?"

But it didn't change He Zhuang's expression at all.

"No. The day you have given He corporation to me and swore that you will not take a single decision regarding the company's matters, it became mine. So, you don't have any right now. If you don't remember all this, I can call mother and confirm."

The words shut up Grandfather He. Indeed, he had said all this.

"Zhuang, I did it just for Jian's sake. Yiling is a nice girl and likes He Jian very much. She is also very suitable to become this house's daughter-in-law. Don't you think so? "

He Zhuang seemed to ponder over Grandfather He's words and said

"I'll leave it this once and keep that girl until she does her job honestly. However, if Jian came to know about this and fired her, I'll not stop him."

Then, He Zhuang stood up from the couch. As soon as he turned around, Grandfather He asked him

"How is your mother? Is she doing well?"

He Zhuang didn't even turn around and said nonchalantly

"You can always call her and ask this yourself."

After that, he walked out of He Mansion leaving Grandfather He to sigh sadly.

"I would have called her, if only she talked to me."

The old man stood up and walked to his study room without saying anything.

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