Chapter 110 - Suspicion

One hour later, Cheng Yang climbed out of the bed after covering his mother with the blanket who was sleeping on the bed.

He kissed her forehead and then left the room.

Outside his room, he couldn't help but stop and look at it for a few moments.

This was the room where his father used to practice his new songs. Sometimes, he would teach her piano or violin.

After his father's funeral, he had chosen this room because he wanted to live closer to his father's memories.

To make himself remember what he had done.

But his mother removed the piano from the room and asked the butler to put his things inside. He had not said anything at that time but he didn't want the piano to be removed from there.. He stayed silent because he thought that he doesn't deserve to speak at that time but he still hid the violin from everyone's eyes and kept it with himself.

As he stepped inside, Cheng Yang could not help but feel a little sour.

On the study table, a violin was placed with few books. He walked forward and picked it up and then went towards the wooden almirah.

His eyes suddenly fell on the small apple lying on the floor. If he had not stopped at the right moment then the apple would have been smashed by his feet till now.

He bent down and picked it up from the floor.

Remembering who had given it to him, softness flickered in his eyes for a moment.

The bright smile on those lips, the innocent black eyes, Cheng Yang suddenly felt his heart relaxing remembering them.

He had never thought that he would be able to come out of the abyss that his father's death had pushed him into.

However, a girl came into his life.

She would always smile whenever she entered his room. In the beginning, he used to feel irritated with that smile.

What was there to smile?

However, as time passed he no longer found it irritating. He found it different from anyone else.

She was honest and has a clean heart. Her smile was peaceful and it made him feel somewhere that everything would become alright slowly.

He believed her otherwise why he would have shared his fears with her but had instantly regretted his impulsive behavior.

'What if she never came back?'

He would never be able to see the bright smile on her lips. Somehow he wanted to see it every day. He found it comforting his heart.

And that little comfort…he didn't want to lose it.

But she surprised him like any other time.

She came back.

And this time she erased all his fears.

A very small and unnoticeable smile emerged on Cheng Yang's lips as he caressed the apple in his hands.

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"Ah…I am sleepy."

Shen Youlin mumbled as she stepped out of the elevator.

Mo Roulan shook her head with a smile when she heard her words and hugged her shoulder in comfort. She was about to say something when she heard Shen Youlin's next words.

"But It's alright…I can sleep in class."

The smile disappeared from Mo Roulan's lips and she stopped walking.

Since Shen Youlin has been walking with Mo Roulan's support, she also stopped.

Opening her blurry eyes, she saw Mo Roulan looking at herself with narrowed eyes. 

Only then she did realize what she had just said.

She bit her tongue and hugged Mo Roulan while rubbing her face against her chest in a spoiled manner.

"Hehehe…why are you looking so serious? I was just joking. Who sleeps in the class? The one who sleeps should be beaten very badly."

Mo Roulan looked at the flurry head in her arms acting spoiled and suppressed her laughter.

For her, Shen Youlin was no different than her younger brother. He also does the same thing to save himself from her scolding whenever he realizes that he had done something wrong.

A few moments later, she hugged Shen Youlin back and said seriously.

"Youlin, you can't sleep in class especially today. We have a test…if you slept then all of your hard work would go in vain."

She sighed when she heard Shen Youlin humming in agreement while still hugging her waist.

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A little far away from the duo was standing another black car today, however with a different driver.

The driver was sitting straight looking at the front while waiting for his boss' next order.

Inside his heart, he was confused as to why his boss has not asked him to start the car since he had sat inside.

He had once turned around to ask his boss but when those cold blue looked at him condescendingly, he turned his head around silently.

On the back seat of the car, He Jian was looking at the scene outside.

His cold blue eyes watched as a hand traced her waist from top to down. A frown marred his face and his hand on his thigh was clenched tightly.

The few seconds for that they hugged each other seemed to have suffocated him.

He saw the two girls parting away and his frown finally smoothened a little bit. However, he still looked coldly at the girl who was walking beside Mo Roulan.

When he saw Mo Roulan sitting inside a car and the girl driving the car, he frowned again.

The car disappeared from his sight but he continued to glare at the spot where it was standing before.

A few moments later, he spat out coldly.

"Go to the company." 

As the car started, he dialed a number on his phone and hung up after a few words.

"Start following her again."

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Mo Roulan entered the room she was assigned with her bag on her shoulder.

She looked around and found the seat with her roll number written on a white sheet that was attached to the bench.

The boys in the class looked at her as she sat down on her seat.

"Hey, haven't seen her before…which class does she belong to?"

A boy asked the other.

"She is from Class XXX."

"How do you know it?"

The other asked with narrowed eyes and the previous one rolled his eyes while smiling.

"She is the same girl who had fought with Gu Xiaotong that day in the playground."

"F**k Lao tzu, Is she the same girl? She is so beautiful and small. How did she fight with those girls that day? I suddenly want to go and beat Gu Xiaotong again."

After getting to know that Mo Roulan was the same girl, the boys looked at her with admiration. They have heard about the fierce fight of the girls in the playground and had dismissed it as nothing but when they have seen the viral videos on the webio they had been shocked.

A single girl was fighting so bravely with three girls at the same time.

Unfortunately, the face of the girl was not visible and hence they couldn't find out who was in the video.

Xie  Deming who was sitting on the last seat in the class and was busy revising some topic heard the boys' talk and raised his head swiftly.

He looked around the class and his eyes shone with a bright light when they fell on Mo Roulan.

'Was she going to be in the same class as him for the rest of the test papers also?'

He was suddenly very excited for the coming week.

After he had confessed to Mo Roulan that day, he never went to meet her again. His father lost a big project that night and found him.

He scolded him saying that he had offended someone powerful which made him lost his project.

Xie Deming was shocked. He was about to deny his father when he suddenly remembered the man who had taken Mo Roulan away inside his car.

That man had a powerful aura around him. He could feel it at that time but he had never expected him to be so powerful. 

But how did Mo Roulan know him?

A possibility had entered his mind but he rejected it.

Mo Roulan was so young and that man was certainly older than Mo Roulan. Somehow he had comforted his heart by saying that.

However, he couldn't meet Mo Roulan again as his father strictly asked him not to do anything foolish unless he wants his whole company to go bankrupt.

Disappointed he could only give up on his first love. And that day, he had felt Mo Roulan's rejection.

Although he tried hard to accept the rejection, he still couldn't forget Mo Roulan.

He could still feel it when he was just watching her from far.

He wanted to get up and talk to her for a few moments but the professor suddenly entered the room.               

In the end, he could only sigh and sit back down on his seat.

'Leave it. It should be enough if he could at least watch her like this every day.'