How I Became The Devil's Last and Only Love
Chapter 17: Cornered by the Little Woman

Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Cornered by the Little Woman

He Tingchen was suddenly kissed by a drunken young woman.

Stunned, he furrowed his eyebrows.

A surge of electricity quickly spread from his lips throughout his body, quickly concentrating at his heart, making it thump uncontrollably.

"So delicious."

The young woman let him go, chuckling as she commented.

He Tingchen snapped back to reality, and angrily pushed her away, demanding: "Do you have a death wish?"

Fang Anning was frightened, staring at him with her moist, wide eyes, as if his bellow had awakened her, leaving her at a loss.

"Reflect on yourself."

Seeing her reaction, the man’s eyes flickered for a moment before he coldly dropped those words and left.

As soon as he left, Fang Anning collapsed to the ground.

My god, she was really scared to death just now.

She thought he would be enraged and strangle her on the spot.

But... his reaction just now?

Fang Anning couldn’t help but reminisce, and she involuntarily curled her lips.

Who would have thought that this King of Hell, this great devil, who had married four wives, was still a novice?

This makes things easier.

A novice is always easier to handle.

He Tingchen left the bathroom and went to another room to take a shower.

The woman had pushed him against the wall, and he was also wet.

Most importantly, he was feeling an indescribable fervor throughout his body, urging him to cool down.

This was a reaction he had never experienced before.

The cold water pouring down finally quenched the inner heat.

However, when his fingers brushed his lips, he suddenly remembered the soft lips of the little woman kissing him.

Instantly, the extinguished heat surged again.

He took a deep breath, looked down at a certain spot, and couldn’t help but close his eyes.

Indeed, women are nothing but trouble.

He Tingchen took a long time to calm down, and with a chill, he returned from the bathroom to the bedroom.

However, upon entering, he found something bulging under the blanket on his bed.

Frowning, he lifted the blanket in one motion.

Sure enough, under the blanket was that reckless little woman. Curled up on his bed, her hair sprawled on the pillow like seaweed, she was sound asleep with a smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Get up."

He Tingchen kicked her on the shin.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Anning rubbed her eyes, looking at him with teary, blurred eyes.

"You’re sleeping in the wrong place," the man coldly reminded.

"I’m so sleepy, just let me sleep here!" Fang Anning flopped back on the bed and closed her eyes.

The man took a deep breath, walked over with a cold face, picked her up from the bed, and dropped her directly on the sofa without even covering her with a blanket, then turned and lay back down on his own bed.

Fang Anning, dazed from the fall, opened her eyes as soon as the man left.

He really is an unemotional, straightforward man. After all, she was a fragrant, soft, and beautiful woman.

She voluntarily lay on his bed, and he remained indifferent, even picking her up and throwing her back on the sofa.

Could it be... he is impotent?

Thinking of this possibility, Fang Anning’s face darkened.

If he is impotent, how can she have children? With the air?

The next morning, He Tingchen got up.

Fang Anning, having worried all night without sleep, also immediately got up from the bed upon hearing his movements.

The man went to the restroom, only to see the little woman sitting up, but her eyes were fixed on him.

And the spot she was staring at...

Following her gaze, the man saw a certain part of himself and instantly felt his face turn red with anger.

He grabbed a jacket and threw it over the woman’s head, cursing, "Shameless, indecent."

"Bang."

Fang Anning, who was scolded as shameless and indecent, pulled the jacket off her head. Subsequently, she heard a deafening door slam.

It seemed she really infuriated the man.

But, the way he looked when he got out of bed... it wasn’t exactly calm.

Although she had no experience in that area, she hadn’t "never seen a pig run didn’t mean she hadn’t eaten pork."

During school, she clearly remembers hiding under the covers reading racy novels.

Even though she had no real-world experience, her theoretical knowledge was quite rich.

His condition didn’t seem too hopeless.

However, she would need to find another opportunity to probe further.

If it really didn’t work...

She could only confess to Old Mr. He, no matter what, she can’t have children with a man who’s impotent!

"Where is the Sir?"

After washing up, Fang Anning came downstairs to see no one in the dining room and couldn’t help asking Mrs. Chen.

Mrs. Chen said, "The Sir has already gone to work. What is it, wife wanted to see him?"

"It’s nothing, did he leave without having breakfast?" Fang Anning asked.

Mrs. Chen nodded, "Today, the Sir said he had no appetite."

No appetite? Is he upset because of her?

Fang Anning shook her head and quickly sat down to have breakfast.

After breakfast, she asked Chen Rui to send her out.

First, she went to school to handle the procedures for resuming her studies; it was already afternoon when she finished.

Then she went to meet Li Xiaoxiao, and after Li Xiaoxiao finished work, the two had dinner together.

Afterward, they visited the bar she used to work at.

This time, however, she wasn’t here to drink but to look for a part-time job.

She had worked at this bar before, and although the owner was a bit stingy, he took care of her at work and didn’t let others take advantage of her easily.

Most importantly, the owner paid wages on time, weekly.

No choice, her mother’s illness cost a lot, and they often had to pay medical fees.

There wasn’t a part-time job like this one where the boss was kind enough to pay weekly.

"It’s being demolished."

As soon as Fang Anning and Li Xiaoxiao got out of the car, they saw the owner directing people to dismantle the bar’s sign.

Fang Anning was stunned and hurriedly asked, "Boss, why are you tearing it down? Are you going to renovate it?"

"What renovation, I’ve already sold this bar," the boss said.

"Ah, sold it? Why? I saw that it was quite crowded yesterday, and the business was doing well, so why sell?" Fang Anning asked, puzzled.

The boss laughed, "It was a windfall, irresistible. This morning, a man in a suit came looking for me. He wanted to buy my bar, and naturally, I refused because it was doing so well. But... hahaha, he offered a price that was too high to resist, so I agreed."

"You sold the bar, where do I find a part-time job?" Fang Anning said exasperated.

"You’re still looking for a part-time job? Didn’t you strike it rich?" the boss curiously asked.

Fang Anning said, "Getting rich was just a little bit, enough to live comfortably. Without planning for the future, there will be immediate worries; who would think they have enough money? So, I still want to find a part-time job to work while studying."

"I see, I do have a friend who also owns a bar, you can go to him. I’ll give you his contact, and he’ll take good care of you because I recommended you," the boss said, handing her a business card.

Fang Anning took it, gratefully responding, "Boss, thank you so much. No wonder you encounter such good fortune, being such a kind-hearted person."

He Group, President’s Office.

Mr. Wen placed the contract for the acquisition of the bar on He Tingchen’s desk, reporting, "President, it’s all arranged."

He Tingchen glanced at it and nodded faintly, "Hmm, very good."