CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

"Let's cut the cake."

Cheng Yang said to Mo Roulan who nodded her head and picked the plastic knife from the table.

After cutting the cake, Mo Roulan forwarded a piece to Cheng Yang. She had actually expected him to take it from her hands but Cheng Yang leaned down and open her mouth to bite from the piece of cake in her hands.

His lips touched her fingers making her take her hand back away instantly as she tried hard to hide her awkwardness.

However, Cheng Yang who noticed it licked his lips while looking at Mo Roulan intensely as she cut another piece of cake and tasted it.

His hand went to the pocket of his pant and he caressed the thing inside. When he glanced at his watch, he saw that there were only ten minutes left from the time, he had asked Mo Roulan. 

Swallowing nervously, he finally gathered the courage to take out the small box from his pocket. However, at the same moment, Mo Roulan's phone inside her bag started ringing.

Mo Roulan hurriedly wiped her hands with a napkin placed on the trolley and then went to pick her bag from the only table inside the garden not noticing the boy who almost stretched out his hand to stop her.

Sighing, Cheng Yang had to take his hand back and wait for Mo Roulan to come back.

On the other hand, Mo Roulan frowned when she took out her phone and glanced at the number.

It was He Jian who was calling her but why?

She slid the screen to answer the call and as soon as she did, she heard He Jian's voice

"Come out. I am here to pick you."

"Eh?…"

What was he doing here instead of resting inside his apartment?

  She shook her head when she didn't hear any answer and then glanced at Cheng Yang who was already looking at her with a smile and with his hands in his pockets.

Everything seemed to be done and the time Cheng Yang had asked for was also about to end. But she should still ask him once if she should leave.

"Just a min, Mr. He"

She said to He Jian and then put down the phone as she walked to Cheng Yang and asked

"Cheng Yang, is anything left or I can leave now?"

Cheng Yang swallowed on hearing the question. It took him a great courage to nod his head and say

"Yes…something is still left."

"Oh…"

Mo Roulan mumbled and then walked a few steps away to tell He Jian.

"Mr. He, I can't come right now. You can leave. I will come back by bus."

Mo Roulan thought that He Jian must have gone to his office after she left his apartment and hence came to pick her up on his way.

So she asked him to leave without even knowing what kind of face the man on the other side of the phone had.

When she didn't hear anything, she put the phone on her bag without even looking at the screen to check if the call was cut or not. She could see that Cheng Yang was eagerly waiting for her and she didn't like to make anyone wait for her so she immediately went to see what more he wanted to talk about.

Cheng Yang knew that not much time was left so he started to talk as soon as Mo Roulan came back.

However, looking in her clean black-brown eyes, he felt his throat going dry. It was a moment later, he finally said 

"Mo Roulan, I have never done this before. All this… is also new for me. Neither have I felt like before and nor did I ever feel the need to express myself so eagerly. I don't know if you will understand me or not but I can't wait to say it."

Mo Roulan had a frown on her forehead as she heard Cheng Yang saying this and that.         

On the other hand, Cheng Yang swallowed nervously and then finally got himself ready to say.

"Mo Roulan, I li…"

Cheng Yang could never finish his words.

Mo Roulan's phone placed on her bag started to ring again.

Mo Roulan's eyes flickered and she looked at Cheng Yang apologetically. Before he could say anything, she ran to pick her phone up.

This time also it was He Jian who called her.

With a sigh, Mo Roulan picked the call as she signed Cheng Yang to wait for two minutes apologetically. Cheng Yang's lips were pressed in a thin line as he smiled tightly and nodded his head indicating that he is waiting. 

"Miss Mo…Miss Mo, Boss collapsed suddenly, Miss Mo."

Chu Feng's voice full of panic came from the other side making Mo Roulan's eyes wide.

"What?"

She said loudly as she picked her bag from the bench and then was about to leave the garden when she heard a voice from her behind.

"Mo Roulan."

Mo Roulan bit her tongue and turned around to look at Cheng Yang apologetically.

"Cheng Yang, I need to go back. It is urgent."

Cheng Yang's eyes dimmed but he still tried.

"Just a minute, Mo Roulan. Can you w…"

"Miss Mo…"

A shout came from the phone instantly making Cheng Yang pause amidst his words and Mo Roulan put the phone on her ear.

"Miss Mo, please come back soon. I am scared. I have heard that some people go muddleheaded after suffering from a high fever. What if Boss also…"

Cheng Yang suddenly paused amidst his words but Mo Roulan didn't notice this strange pause. She just sighed heavily and then glanced at Cheng Yang with a helpless expression.

"Cheng Yang, I really need to go."

Cheng Yang, in the end, nodded his head stiffly.

He watched as Mo Roulan turned around and said to that person on the phone.

" Assistant Chu, Why did you even bring Mr. He here? You should have…"

The words faded in the air as Mo Roulan's back started to disappear from Cheng Yang's sight. However, he still heard the name.

'Mr. He…'     

It was him.