How I Became The Devil's Last and Only Love
Chapter 169 - 155: The Due Date Came Early

Chapter 169: Chapter 155: The Due Date Came Early

He Tingchen looked at her surprised expression and lovingly pinched her face, saying, "Qi Wenli got arrested, the Qi family is bustling around, and I don’t know how many calls they’ve made to me, but I didn’t answer any. So, it’s quite normal for them to find a way to get Qi Yaya to call you, it would be abnormal if they didn’t."

"What are you going to do about this?" Fang Anning asked, and then immediately added, "I’m not asking you to let her off, I don’t understand the business matters, this is your decision to make."

"The person who led you to accidentally discover the secret in the back yard was Qi Wenli. And because of Qi Wenli, my aunt kept targeting you," He Tingchen said.

Fang Anning widened her eyes: "Ah, it was her? I thought it was..."

"Cheng Wanbai? She’s just a pawn, the one directing the pawn was Qi Wenli," He Tingchen said.

Fang Anning said, "If that’s the case, you make the decision. Although Qi Yaya and I are friends, there are things I can’t help with. If she really considers me a friend, she shouldn’t put me in a difficult position."

"The most important thing is, Qi Wenli has never given up on me. If I don’t make her realize her fault now, she might cause trouble later. So, you don’t need to get back to Qi Yaya about this matter. Qi Wenli will eventually get out, but not now," He Tingchen said.

Fang Anning nodded.

Leaning in his embrace, she said, "I’ll listen to you, just tell me what to do."

He Tingchen smiled, gently caressed her belly, feeling the vigorous life beneath his palm.

Qi Wenli was arrested, and the Qi family indeed went through a hectic time.

The Qi family took a long time and spent a lot of money to finally get Qi Wenli out after two weeks.

Because of this matter, the Qi family’s vitality was greatly damaged.

Zhao Yuanyuan, angry that her family spent too much for Qi Wenli and sacrificed too much, impulsively proposed to split the family. She left the Qi family with her husband and daughter, forming her own branch.

Now, the Qi family was even more fragmented and less powerful than before.

Old Mr. Qi was so angered by this that he fell ill and soon passed away.

The day Old Mr. Qi passed away was coincidentally the day Fang Anning’s labor pains began.

Fang Anning estimated there was still over a week until her due date, so she didn’t pay much attention at first. She was watering the flowers in the garden with Mrs. Chen when suddenly she felt a dull pain in her abdomen.

She dropped the watering can and, clutching her stomach, said painfully to Mrs. Chen, "Quick, let... sir know, my stomach hurts."

Mrs. Chen was startled but immediately responded due to her experience.

As she helped Fang Anning sit on the nearby bench, she started shouting for other servants to call the hospital’s emergency number and contact He Tingchen.

He Tingchen was in a meeting at the office, so his phone was off.

Unable to reach his phone, the servants called Wen Yi, who was shocked when he received the call and immediately rushed in to tell He Tingchen.

He Tingchen immediately stood up.

The shareholders were all startled, with someone hurriedly asking, "President, what happened?"

"Dismiss the meeting," He Tingchen ordered coldly.

After speaking, he walked out.

Seeing his urgency and distressed face, others thought something had happened at the company.

They felt uneasy but couldn’t help asking him about the situation.

However, He Tingchen kept a stern face and didn’t say a word, quickly leaving the place.

He Tingchen didn’t go home but directly to the hospital.

The house was already well-prepared; just a call to the hospital and they would quickly send a vehicle.

When He Tingchen arrived at the hospital, he saw Mrs. Chen waiting outside the operating room.

Because they were already prepared for a caesarean section, Old Mr. He’s intention was to have the surgery sooner rather than waiting for the due date.

Anyway, the baby’s time was due, a little earlier or later didn’t make much difference.

But He Tingchen refused, insisting on waiting until the due date for a cesarean section, believing it would be best for both the child and the adult.

"Sir, you cannot enter." Mrs. Chen stopped He Tingchen as he attempted to enter.

He Tingchen frowned.

Mrs. Chen said, "The wife is having a cesarean delivery, not a natural one, it’s better not to disturb the doctors."

He Tingchen nodded with a solemn face, aware that his concerns were causing confusion.

Since it was a cesarean, it didn’t take long; in just over forty minutes, someone came out.

A nurse, holding a tightly wrapped little baby, smiled and said, "Congratulations, Mr. He, it’s a little master."

Mrs. Chen was extremely happy and hurriedly reached out to hold him.

Old Mr. He hadn’t arrived yet, but was on his way.

Mrs. Chen, holding the baby, showed He Tingchen and said with a laugh, "Sir, look how much he resembles you."

He Tingchen glanced at him but didn’t feel too much, quickly asking the nurse, "How is my wife?"

"Mother and child are safe, the surgery was very successful, Mrs. He will be out shortly," the nurse replied.

Upon hearing this, He Tingchen immediately moved closer to wait.

Sure enough, Fang Anning was soon wheeled out, her eyes slightly closed and her face pale, making He Tingchen’s heart ache.

"Don’t worry, I’m here," He Tingchen said in a low voice, holding her hand.

Fang Anning slowly opened her eyes; the anesthesia hadn’t worn off, and she wasn’t fully conscious.

But instinctively, she slowly spoke five words.

Two words were "the child."

The other two words were "cord blood."

After saying these four words, Fang Anning completely fell asleep.

He Tingchen followed her until she was moved to the ward.

Normally, a nurse would help move Fang Anning to the bed, but He Tingchen didn’t let anyone else touch her, carefully carrying her to the bed himself.

When Fang Anning woke up, it was already a day later.

Upon waking, she felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen and her stomach felt very empty, making her particularly hungry and eager to eat.

The moment she opened her eyes, He Tingchen immediately leaned over, holding her hand and said, "Ningning, I’m here."

"I’m hungry," Fang Anning said in a pitiful tone as soon as she spoke.

He Tingchen was stunned for a moment, surprised that she’d mention being hungry upon waking, and quickly said, "Wait, I’ll have Mrs. Chen bring some food."

The food was already prepared, just placed outside, fearing that she might be hungry as soon as she woke up.

This was an insight from Mrs. Chen, noting that mothers often feel hungry after delivery.

Indeed, Fang Anning felt the same.

"How is the child?" Fang Anning asked again.

He Tingchen replied, "Don’t worry, he’s fine, sleeping in the little bed on your right. Do you want to see him? I can bring him to you."

"I’m not talking about our child, I mean He Zirui? Can the cord blood save him?"

He Tingchen, holding her hand, said, "You were brought to the hospital, and he was also brought here immediately. The surgery was relatively successful, though there are some differences since we aren’t his biological parents, so there’s some rejection of the cord blood. But the situation is still quite good, doctors said to observe further, that the rejection can be managed with medication."

Fang Anning breathed a sigh of relief, murmuring, "That’s good, if he can be saved, that’s good."

At that moment, the little one in the small bed, perhaps knowing his mother had awakened, suddenly started crying loudly.