CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

(This scene is from past life)

Dressed in an elegant dress that is normally worn by those noble family girls, Mo Roulan was pacing inside her room nervously.

After every few moments, she would move towards the door of her room, however then she would take her steps back in a few moments.

Opening the door and going outside seemed to be a very big task at this moment.

Actually today in the early morning, He Jian had told her that there was a party in He Villa where all other family members of He family will be present and he wanted her to be there also.

However, somehow Mo Roulan was feeling very nervous and scared to attend this party.

Although she got ready for the party, she didn't want to attend it.

After the last banquet she had attended with He Jian, she had started to face this new issue of social anxiety.

Sitting on her bed, her eyes started to get ready as she remembered how in absence of He Jian, people mocked her.

Calling her names and asking how actually she seduced He Jian…a single tear rolled down Mo Roulan's cheek.

Taking a deep breath, she stood up from the bed and walked to stand in front of the mirror. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and said to herself

"Roulan, you can do it. You just need to go there and tell Mr. He that you don't want to attend this party."

Yes…she can do it.

So Mo Roulan turned around and finally stepped out of the room.

However the courage she had gathered with so difficulty suddenly started to seem less when she reached in front of He Jian's room.

She raised her hand to knock the door many times but every time she would put it down when some thoughts would start to occupy her mind.   

Will he feel bad if she refused to accompany him?

Mo Roulan suddenly remembered the cold and indifferent face. It made her feel that the man was unable of feeling anything.

In the end, Mo Roulan had to knock on the door of the room.

What she knew was that she didn't want to attend this or any other part that had that kind of people in the future.

Though she was an orphan, she also had her self-respect.

However, she knocked on the door for a very long time but no one opened the door.

"Mr. He…"

Mo Roulan realized that the door was unlocked so she stepped inside the room hesitantly on not getting any response.

The room was painted in dull grey color unlike her room that looked vibrant and lively. However when she remembered the man staying inside this room, she couldn't help but say that it really suited his personality. Cold and scary. 

A shiver ran own his spine as the pair of blue eyes flashed in her mind.

The blue eyes made her heart sped up but at the same time made her unable to look into them.

A frown marred her forehead when she saw a figure sleeping on the bed.

She glanced at the only clock inside the room. At this time, He Jian should have been ready for going to the party but here he was sleeping on the bed. 

It was very unusual of him to do something not at time so Mo Roulan couldn't help but worry as she looked at his figure on the bed.

"Mr. He"

She called out again as she stepped forward but the body on the bed didn't move even a bit.

"Mr…."

At this moment, she was standing very close to the bed and hence she could see He Jian's face very clearly. 

Sleeping on the bed peacefully, his beautiful face made anyone unable to think that he was really capable of showing so much coldness and indifference.

For a moment, Mo Roulan found himself lost in a daze as she took a few steps forward to sit on the edge of the bed.

He remained unmoved.

She suddenly could see the eighteen years old boy whom she had saved five years ago …whom she couldn't see even once in He Jian for this past one month. 

She could not help but become greedy and want to touch that beautiful face.

Her hand slowly moved forward on its own to complete the urge inside her heart. Her heart was beating so fast that she thought it would come out of her ribs.

Her fingers finally touched the warm skin of his chin that had a little subtle on it.

It was only then Mo Roulan did come out of her trance.   

Warm skin…He Jin's skin was too warm.

Mo Roulan's eyes widened for a moment as she looked at the still sleeping man and then immediately touched his forehead to check if he was having fever.

Her eyes flashed with panic when she felt that his forehead was also very hot.

"I …what should I do?"

Mo Roulan's mind suddenly went blank.

As she was thinking of calling a doctor, she heard He Jian's voice.

"Roulan…what are you doing here?"

He Jian was squinting as he looked at Mo Roulan. His voice was hoarse and Mo Roulan could tell that his throat must be dry from his voice.

"Do you want some water?"

He Jian looked confused for a moment before he nodded his head lightly. His face was just as rigid as kept it usually …completely different from how he looked while sleeping.

Under the stare of those blue eyes, Mo Roulan felt a little nervous as she picked the glass of water from the bedside table and forwarded to He Jian's lips.

She was about to help him in getting up when she suddenly stopped amidst her actions.

He Jian looked at her with a little impatience in his cold blue eyes. It was visible just how much thirsty he was.

Mo Roulan only felt more nervous seeing that. It had only been a month since she had started to live in this villa and they have not talked too much except about her studies or what she wanted to do in the future.

Even during those talks, He Jian had a very stoic face so she had always felt very scared of him. But now she had to put aside that fear of him for now because there was no servant at the house currently.

She had heard from the butler that since He Jian and she will go to the He Villa to attend the party, some servants were on leave and the other will be at He Villa to provide some help.

So it was only she who could help him now.