CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Mo Roulan stared at the huge Mansion and then looked down at the address written on her phone.

She seemed to be on the correct place.

Putting his phone back inside the purse, she walked forward and told the security guard that she was here to be interviewed as a tutor.

The security guard allowed her inside after calling and confirming from someone.

"Are you Miss Mo Roulan?"

An old man who seemed to be a butler was standing outside the Mansion already.

"Yes."

Mo Roulan answered the butler.

"Please come inside."

The butler took her inside the mansion and asked her to sit on a couch.

Mo Roulan sat there alone for only a few minutes because soon a woman stepped down from the stairs.

"Miss Mo."

"Mrs. Cheng."

After greeting each other, the woman signed Mo Roulan to sit on the couch and then sat down in front of her.

"I believe that Professor Han has already told Miss Mo that you have to tutor my seventeen-year-old son, Cheng Yang." Said Mrs. Cheng

Mo Roulan nodded her head and answered 'Yes.

Mo Roulan's college helped students in finding part-time jobs. So whosoever is interested can leave his application in the office and if the college found out a suitable job then they will inform the student.

Mo Roulan did the same. It was Professor Han who saw her application for a part-time job. Since she has mentioned in the form that it would be great if the job is of tutoring someone, he told her about this job. 

Mo Roulan had her doubts about the job because the boy she was to teach was about her age.

What will she teach him?

However, Professor Han told her that she can teach him anything. She just has to make sure that he was studying.

It was a very confusing sentence but Professor Han said that she will understand by herself once she taught the boy.

And the last sentence, he believes her and that's the only reason he introduced this job to her, made her feel as if she was going to the battlefield to fight a war.

"So I think you should start from today itself?"

She heard Mrs. Cheng and was so startled that she sputtered out.

"Huh? The interview is finished?"

Won't she ask her any more questions? Mo Roulan remembered that Mrs. Yu had almost asked everything about her before she had allowed her to go inside her son's room. So she had expected the same here.

She saw a helpless smile on Mrs. Cheng's face as the woman said

"Teaching Cheng Yang is the interview itself for you Miss Mo."

Mo Roulan sighed. It seems that this Cheng Yang was really a very bad student.

She stood up and said with a smile.

"Then Mrs. Cheng, I will like to start from today."

Mrs. Cheng called the butler and asked him to show her Cheng Yang's room.

Mo Roulan frowned when she saw the butler taking her to the corner. She was about to speak when the butler opened a door and then turned towards her.

"Miss Mo, this is Young Master Cheng's room."

Mo Roulan looked at the butler and then she stepped forward. It allowed her to view the inside of the room a little bit.

The room was very small and far away in the corner of the mansion.

She was sure that the mansion must have some beautiful and huge rooms then why would Mrs. Cheng's son live in such a room?

"Miss Mo."

Her trance was broken when the butler called her.

"You can go inside now."

Mo Roulan nodded and then went inside the room.

The room was small just she had predicted. However, there was a single bed placed in the corner of the room.

Mo Roulan frowned again.

Why did the butler leave her to a bedroom? Shouldn't it be some study room where she would teach Mrs. Cheng's son?

As she looked around the room, her soul almost flew out of her body when she turned around.

"Ahhh…."

She stepped back in surprise when she saw two eyes looking at her blankly.

A boy was sitting on the chair looking at her silently. His hair covered his forehead completely but the small space between them allowed Mo Roulan to look into the boy's eyes.

They were blank. So blank.

Mo Roulan had never seen so emotionless eyes. The boy looked at her for a few more moments and then turned around silently to do whatever he was doing perhaps before her entering the room.

Mo Roulan shook her head and then suddenly felt embarrassed when she thought about her reaction just a few moments ago.

He must be Mrs. Cheng's son.

She cleared her throat and said

"Hello, My name is Mo Roulan. Your mother has hired me to tutor you."

She said politely, however, the boy didn't even turn around.

She waited and waited but he continued to sit with his back facing her.

"Hello, Cheng Yang."

She tried again while maintaining her smile.

But it changed nothing.

Sighing in frustration, she walked around the chair and stood sideways to the table. Now she could see his face.

"Excuse me."

Waving her hand in front of Cheng Yang, she said.

Finally, he raised his head and looked at him with the same eyes.

Her mouth opened partially in speechlessness when she saw him removing wireless earphones from his ears.

"You…"

She wanted to say something but his blank eyes seemed to stop her from saying something harsh.

When she didn't say anything, he put the earphones back in his ears.

Mo Roulan saw all this with her mouth open.

What kind of rude behavior was this?

"Excuse me."

She waved her hand again and he removed his earphones again.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Roulan told him calmly.

"Your mother has hired me to tutor you. Should we start now?"

Cheng Yang stared at her for a few moments again making Mo Roulan think that there was something on her face.

Just when she was about to wipe her face, she saw him putting his earphones back.

The action almost made her feel like she had just banged her head on the wall.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

She said again but he never raised his head again.

Is that why Professor Han and Mrs. Cheng had said those words?

She stood there for a few minutes looking down at him, trying to figure out something.

Half an hour later, she exited the room.

She was startled when she saw Mrs. Cheng standing outside the room.

The hopeful expression in the middle-aged woman's eyes made her feel guilty somehow.

She shook her head in 'no'.

Her simple gesture seemed to make Mrs. Cheng understand what she wanted to convey.

Mrs. Cheng's eyes turned red but she passed a tight smile to Mo Roulan to hide her emotions.

That evening, Mo Roulan left Cheng's Mansion with her mind full of thoughts.