"I Like Him"
"I Like Him"
She picked the card from the floor hurriedly and then glanced at Mo Roulan shyly.
Mo Roulan looked at her with blank eyes.
However, Shen Yiling pretended as if she never saw it and said to her shyly in a low voice
"Mo Roulan. I am not worried since it was you who saw this. After all, you are also a family. But don't tell this to anyone else. By the way, this is the design for the card I have selected. Tell me, how does it look?"
Mo Roulan's throat was dry and her lips were pressed in a thin line. With blank eyes, that didn't have any emotion, she stiffly nodded her head and whispered
"It's alright."
After that, she stood up from the ground and left from there without looking back.
Shen Yiling was disappointed as she had wanted to do and say more. She had wanted to give one card to Mo Roulan to invite her.
But then she consoled herself by saying that she could always do so when she and He Jian would get engaged.
As for the card, she will make sure that it reaches her soon.
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Hiss…
A sharp hiss escaped from her lips as Mo Roulan pulled her hand away. She immediately pressed the button with her hand and then put her finger under the sink to pour some water on the spot where the hot coffee had spilled just now.
Hot tears surfaced through her eyes and she blinked them vigorously unknown whether it was because of the hot coffee or something else.
She inhaled and exhaled deeply. That stuffy feeling was there again in her chest …the same feeling that she used to feel a lot in her past life whenever she would see Shen Yiling with He Jian.
A tear stubbornly rolled down her eyes and Mo Roulan swiftly wiped it away.
A part of her was deeply disappointed in herself, yet another part refuse to accept that she was crying for what she saw just now.
Before leaving the kitchen, Mo Roulan breathed deeply quite a few times. When she was finally sure that she was fine, she stepped out of the kitchen.
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Mo Roulan knocked on the door somewhere wishing that He Jian had not returned yet. Though she came here, she was still not ready to face him yet again. She was afraid that she would do something she would regret later.
But she could also not mix her personal feelings with her professional life.
Perhaps that's why she could never consider working in He Corporation after her internship would finish. As long as He Jian was here, she would never be able to work in peace because a huge part of her still got affected by him and it was not a good thing at all.
However, all her hopes were dashed down when she heard a voice from inside the office
"Come in."
Breathing deeply once more, Mo Roulan opened the door and stepped inside the office.
He Jian was not working on his laptop. He was just sitting on his chair when Mo Roulan entered.
"Mr. He, your coffee."
She said and decided to leave after he will pick the cup from the table. However, He Jian never picked up the coffee cup. He never even glanced at it. His eyes stayed on Mo Roulan all the time.
Mo Roulan maintained a calm and composed expression on her face though her insides were a mess. However, it became difficult for her to look apparently calm when she heard He Jian asking her.
"You didn't answer my question."
Mo Roulan frowned as it took her a moment to realize what He Jian was saying. On the other hand, when He Jian saw her confusion though coldly, he still generously repeated his question
"Do you like Cheng Yang?"
His fists yet clenched again though he was repeating these words for the second time. The angst and pain were no less than before.
The suffocation and bitterness surfaced again as he looked at the silent girl.
On the other hand, Mo Roulan was a little surprised when she heard He Jian's question. He still remembered to ask her this.
Was it so important for him to know this?
As she looked at his cold face, she smiled bitterly and another thought started to form inside her mind.
Did he want to look after her in this aspect also?
Did he want to make sure that she would let a good boy enter her life so that she would not burden him anymore? After all, he was obligated to repay her for saving his life.
Mo Roulan's heart was filled with bitterness but on the surface, she smiled softly. The engagement card flashed in front of her eyes again and she told He Jian
"Yes, I do like him."
And for He Jian, his whole world went still from that moment.
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The car stopped outside the huge Mansion.
Lin Qianru looked at the huge mansion with calm eyes from the car's window.
Looking back inside, when she saw Chi Rong unbuckling his seatbelt she did the same and stepped out of the car.
A middle-aged man was already standing at the gates and Lin Qianru concluded inside her heart that he must be the butler of the mansion as he walked toward her with a bright smile on his face.
"Miss, Welcome...Please come inside. This is the ancestral house of the Song family."
Lin Qianru smiled politely but waited for Chi Rong to come and stand beside him.
However, the butler who noticed her actions silently had more approval in his eyes as he looked at her.
Chi Rong was soon standing by Lin Qianru's side.
"Qianru, meet Butler Zhong. It is he who takes care of our big mansion as well as my uncle. I am very grateful for him."
Lin Qianru was a little startled when she heard Chi Rong calling her 'Qianru'. However, she composed herself soon as she realized that she should not show such an expression as they need to act as if they are dating.
So she smiled and greeted Butler Zhong.
Butler Zhong waved his hand as if to dismiss Chi Rong's praises for him and then welcomed them inside the mansion.