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CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Chapter 267 - The Fight
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It was now dark.

The people from the forest search team switched on the flashlights on their caps. He Jian did the same.

His blue eyes looked around to find any trace of Mo Roulan. It has only been an hour since he had been searching for Mo Roulan, however, it seems as if it had been forever.

He could feel the temperature going down inside the forest.

There was no doubt that the night in the forest will be very cold.

How would Lanlan manage alone!

His heart was filled with worry but he didn't have any choice except searching for her patiently.

"Any information from the other side?"

He Jian asked the officer who was just walking behind him.

"Not yet, Mr. He. Our officers are keeping their eyes on the cameras continuously. If they saw Mo Chen and Miss Mo coming out of the forest then we will get to know quickly."

On every forest entrance and exit, there were cameras. Since those cameras never captured Mo Chen coming out of the forest, the officers were sure that he was still inside the forest and now Mo Roulan too.

He Jian sighed as he walked forward with the search team. At the same time, he said to himself inside his heart.   

'Once found out, I will not let you go out of my sight, Lanlan.'

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Mo Roulan panted as she stopped under a tree.

Her teeth were clattering against each other producing a continuous sound. She was shivering. She could feel that her body was too cold and she was tired also.

Her phone didn't have any battery now so she couldn't even see the time.

Now she no longer knew how many hours had passed since she had entered the forest or since Mo Chen had been missing. 

"Ha…"

With an exhausted sigh, she leaned against the tree and sat down on the ground.

Mo Roulan knew that there were very dangerous animals inside the forest. She had seen the board hanging outside the forest that had a warning on it for the same.     

However, strange enough, she didn't feel afraid.

She could even howls or growls in every few minutes but she didn't feel afraid by them. The only thing that scared her was the thoughts in her mind. The thoughts that where her little brother would be at this moment.

In what kind of situation he would be in now.

Was he even ali…?

A tear rolled down from her eyes and she immediately shook her head.

"Mo Chen…just stay alive. Jiejie will come there for you soon."

Mo Roulan whispered to herself as she stood up again and walked without even knowing if she was going in a right direction.

Her legs were aching, however, she didn't stop.

After a few minutes of walking forward like this, Mo Roulan stopped suddenly. She seemed to have heard a rustling sound from the grass.

Slowly and slowly she turned her head to look towards her left.

However, since she didn't have any light and it was dark she couldn't see anything even there really was something there.

It was too cold but a bead of sweat rolled down from Mo Roulan's temple. 

The fear that she couldn't feel before she could finally feel it.

There inside the grass, she could see a pair of yellow colored eyes looking at her.

Mo Roulan swallowed and licked her dry lips. As if transfixed to her place, she stared at the pair of eyes without moving.

However, her right hand was moving very slowly inside her bag.

Anything…anything she could find inside her bag to save herself …she tried to search for it.

However, she didn't find anything except a few pens.

The yellow eyes were still fixed at her.

It was a wolf…Mo Roulan was sure even though she couldn't see it as it was hiding behind the grass and looking at her with his eyes that were filled with a killing intent. 

Mo Roulan breathed deeply for one last time before she saw the big wolf jumping out of the grass and then pouncing towards her with a growl.

At the same time, Mo Roulan bent down and picked the stick lying down near her feet. With a pen in one hand and a wooden stick in other, she fought with the wolf who attacked her fully intended to devour her flesh.

The wolf jumped too high and since Mo Roulan had bent down she was successful in avoiding the first attack.

However, her plan soon seemed to backfired as when she tried to made a run, the wolf followed her soon.

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Mo Roulan couldn't run as fast as the wolf ran. Combined with that, she had to remove the bushes and roots that obstructed her way when she was running through a narrow path.

It was not long that she found herself cornered again. 

She panted heavily as she turned around slowly only to find the wolf standing behind her calmly.

It was staring at her calmly as if waiting for her next move.

However, Mo Roulan knew nothing she could do at this moment.

She moved her shoulders a little and her bag slid down to the ground. Her hands holding the pen and stick were trembling. 

But she was fully ready to save herself.

For Mo Chen she needed to protect herself.

The wolf growled for the second time and then pounced again on Mo Roulan.

Mo Roulan fell on the ground with her back attached to it.

"Aaaah…"

A large shout escaped her lips feeling the heavy weight on her body. However, seeing the yellow colored eyes close to her face, she had to ignore the urge to cry in pain and raise her hand to grab its mouth aimlessly.

But the wolf seemed to have expected her move so it scratched the hand that was coming towards it.

"Aaah…"

Another whimper escaped from Mo Roulan's lips.

Now she was filled with anger, fear and impatience. Without thinking for a moment, she raised second hand that had a wooden stick with the intent to stab the wolf with it.   

Her hand that was bleeding didn't sit idle.. To divert its attention, she moved it again and just when the wolf looked towards it, she used her other hand and then pierced the wolf's neck with the sharp end of the wooden stick.