CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Inside the room, everyone was now looking at only one person.

The target of all these gazes, He Jian looked at Fang Zhihan calmly. However, Fang Zhihan could clearly see the storm lying behind that calmness. 

He obviously was afraid. After all, today he has offended his dear friend quite many times.

However, putting aside all these fears, Fang Zhihan couldn't help but look forward to what He Jian's response will be.

He knew very well that it must be him who had shooed away Cheng Yang.

"Young Master Cheng suddenly got some work so he left."

He Jian said calmly. 

Fang Zhihan raised his eyebrows as he saw everyone accepting He Jian's words without any denial.

Standing near the hospital bed, Lin Qianru was the most disappointed person when she heard He Jian's words. She turned to look at her daughter and told her.

"Roulan, invite Cheng Yang to our house. That boy is sincere. He must have some important work to leave like this suddenly."

Mo Roulan had a smile on her lips as she nodded her head.

He Jian who was silently seeing all this didn't have a good face. Fang Zhihan was very happy to see this. He walked to stand beside his dear friend and said in a low voice.

"So I think you can tell me the truth at least?" 

"That was the truth."

He Jian replied indecisively and Fang Zhihan knew that this time He Jian was really not lying. He knew that He Jian would not lie to him. If he didn't want to tell him the truth then he would not have said anything in the first place.

A little disappointed he couldn't help but murmur.

"I don't know why you are doing this to yourself."

He Jian didn't say anything and Fang Zhihan was left very frustrated this time.

"If you continue to pretend that you don't feel anything for her then it will not be soon that you will completely lose her to Cheng Yang."

He Jian's eyes sharpened but Fang Zhihand didn't care even a little and went towards the hospital bed to check how Mo Chen was now.   

He Jian, on the other hand, looked at Mo Roulan who was helping her brother as Fang Zhihan moved Mo Chen's leg.

Her face had a concerned expression and he could see that she was worried for her brother.

'Lanlan… will you really leave me?'

He Jian wondered inside his heart. He didn't know anything. The only thing he knew was that he didn't want to lose such a precious person.

He liked Mo Roulan and now he had accepted this fact. However, he was not really sure if Mo Roulan liked him in that way too.

And if she didn't and he confessed then everything they had between them would come to stop.

After thinking over everything, what he concluded was that this time was not right to confess. He first needs to make his own place inside his Lanlan's heart.   

And he will do it for sure.

The one person he had loved and cared for so much in his life, he won't let that person go so easily.

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Fang Zhihan left after checking up Mo Chen. However, before leaving he told Mo Roulan that she should rest now.

She has lost too much blood and hence he advised her to eat very healthy food and have as much rest as she could.

After hearing this, Lin Qianru was worried and she forcefully made Mo Roulan leave the room and go to have some rest.

He Jian who was attending some call saw Mo Roulan coming out of the hospital room and immediately cut the call.

Mo Roulan also noticed him. She saw him walking towards her and forwarding his hand in front of her.

"Let me help you."

Mo Roulan looked at He Jian's hand with a startled face. She remembered that she perhaps had held the same hand before. But at that time, she was feeling very lost and really needed someone's support.

But now, it didn't feel right to let He Jian help her …especially when she could walk with the support of the wall.

So she shook her head and said politely.

"It's alright, Mr. He."

Saying this, Mo Roulan stepped forward and finally closed the door behind her. However, before she could turn around, a handheld her waist and then one of her hands, she soon felt all of her weight resting on someone else.

And this someone else was none other than He Jian.

"Mr. He…"

Mo Roulan called completely startled and tried to free her hand. However, He Jian didn't let her and said     

"Either let me help you or sit on the wheelchair that Fang Zhihan had given to you."

"No!"

Mo Roulan said immediately when she heard the last option.

Unconsciously she started to walk with her hand in He Jian's as he supported her. 

The wheelchair made her feel as if she was suffering from some life-threatening injury. She didn't want to use a wheelchair.

Mo Roulan pouted a little as she thought this. She was not that sick or injured.

He Jian looked at the girl in his arms when she suddenly went silent. Seeing the pout on her lips, he swallowed and then looked away. 

A moment later, he said huskily

"Well…it's alright if you don't want to use it. I am always happy to help you."

And the hand around Mo Roulan's waist tightened as he said these words.

Mo Roulan's eyes almost bulged out when she heard He Jian's words. She turned her head swiftly to look at He Jian.

Her eyes were wide with shock but when she saw He Jian's cold and indifferent face, she suddenly felt that he didn't mean to say it in the way she was taking it. 

Lowering her head, she cursed herself inside her heart. It was the direction where her thoughts should never go.

Mo Roulan scolded herself again and again.

A few moments later, she raised her head again and thanked He Jian with a guilt-filled heart.

He Jian just smiled and together they walked towards the room silently.

The naïve Mo Roulan didn't even know what was going on inside the mind of the man walking beside her. 

Something that she had wanted in her past life but in this life that the same thing is going to be difficult for her to accept.