How I Became The Devil's Last and Only Love
Chapter 32: Shy on His Lap

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Shy on His Lap

"Do you need me for something?" He Tingchen’s voice was low as he asked.

Fang Anning pursed her lips, steeled her heart, and said with a forced smile, "Yes, I want to go to the United States."

"Hmm, your visa has already been arranged. Whenever you’re ready to go, just let Wen Yi know," He Tingchen nodded indifferently.

Fang Anning looked at him in surprise, "Aren’t you going to ask me what I’m doing there?"

He Tingchen returned her gaze with a profound depth in his eyes, his expression darkening.

Fang Anning quickly said, "Alright then, such a simple matter, you would have guessed it without asking me."

The man stood up and left, likely going upstairs to take a shower.

Mrs. Chen waited until Fang Anning finished her bowl of soup, then came over to persuade her to drink another bowl.

Fang Anning immediately shook her head to refuse, "No more, what kind of soup is this? It tastes weird."

Mrs. Chen pressed her lips together and smiled, "This is Fertility Soup, it’s good for conceiving."

Fang Anning: "..."

Ignoring Mrs. Chen’s enthusiastic persuasion, Fang Anning took out her phone to call Wen Yi.

Mr. Wen asked her, "When do you plan to go, ma’am?"

"As soon as possible, the sooner the better."

To avoid any complications if He Tingchen changes his mind and doesn’t let her go.

"Alright, I’ll book a flight for this afternoon. Ma’am, please pack your bags, I’ll come to pick you up."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Wen," Fang Anning said gratefully.

After hanging up, she hurried to pack her luggage.

When Mrs. Chen heard she was going to the United States, she immediately said, "Why are you suddenly going there? Make sure to bring more clothes. Wait, I’ll prepare some of your favorite dishes to take with you."

Fang Anning laughed and cried at the same time, "Mrs. Chen, I’m only going for two days, I’ll be back soon. Why would I need you to pack food for me? I’m not going abroad to study."

"Does the master know?" Mrs. Chen asked.

Fang Anning lowered her voice, "If he didn’t allow it, how would I dare to step out?"

Only then did Mrs. Chen feel at ease and helped her to pack her bags.

Fang Anning only prepared one suitcase, mainly to bring a set of jade cups, the rest were just some personal clothes.

Once the luggage was packed, Wen Yi arrived.

Fang Anning asked in surprise, "So soon?"

Mr. Wen said, "I’ve booked the next available flight, it leaves in three hours."

"Thank you, thank you, let’s hurry!" Fang Anning grabbed her luggage ready to leave.

Mr. Wen glanced up at the man upstairs, whose gaze grew deeper.

Mr. Wen said with a smile, "Ma’am, aren’t you going to say goodbye to the president?"

Fang Anning’s face stiffened — to tell the truth, she really hadn’t thought about saying goodbye to him.

What happened last night, although she didn’t care much about it, still made her feel awkward seeing him. She had no choice but to talk to him that morning because she needed something from him. Now that she had to find him again, she was somewhat reluctant.

Mrs. Chen also hurriedly said, "Young Madam, you should still say goodbye to the master. Be smart about it."

"Alright, I’ll go upstairs and say goodbye. Mr. Wen, please wait for me in the car," Fang Anning put down her suitcase.

Mr. Wen nodded and went out the door with Fang Anning’s suitcase.

As Fang Anning turned around, the man quickly dodged out of sight so she wouldn’t see him.

When Fang Anning went upstairs to the study and knocked on the door to enter, she saw the man sitting in the chair, head down, busy with documents.

"Um... Mr. Wen has booked the next flight, I’m leaving."

Fang Anning stood at the door, speaking in a low voice.

The man looked up at her, noticing her standing at the door with no intention of coming in.

He frowned and asked with a deep voice, "Standing so far away, are you afraid I’ll eat you?"

Fang Anning forced a laugh, quickly shook her head and said, "Of course not, I’m just interrupting you."

"Come here."

The man gestured to her with a wave of his hand.

Fang Anning pursed her lips; she really didn’t want to go over.

But she was also afraid of angering the man, so she reluctantly shuffled over.

As she was about to approach the man, he stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm, pulling Fang Anning forcefully into his embrace, causing her to fall into his arms.

Fang Anning got a shock, her eyes wide with alarm as she looked at him.

However, as she looked at his face, she suddenly thought of last night’s events, and her cheeks turned red in embarrassment!

She quickly lowered her head, not wanting him to notice.

But it wasn’t just her cheeks that were red; even the tips of her ears had flushed. As she looked down, everything was caught in the man’s gaze.

The man slightly curved his lips and said slowly, "Alright, just give me a kiss and then you can go."

With a "smack," Fang Anning quickly pecked his cheek.

"I’m leaving, goodbye."

After the kiss, Fang Anning quickly got up and dashed out.

Hearing the thumping of Fang Anning’s footsteps as she hurried downstairs, He Tingchen’s eyes were tinged with a trace of amusement.

Indeed, this woman was just as Liao Hanfeng said, quite interesting!

The interesting Fang Anning ran swiftly downstairs and headed straight to her car.

Wen Yi, who sat in the passenger seat, saw her panting as she ran as if chased by a ghost.

He couldn’t help asking curiously, "Mrs., what are you running from?"

"It’s nothing, just drive," Fang Anning said.

Wen Yi instructed the driver to start the car and head to the airport.

Soon, the car arrived at the airport. Wen Yi got out to help her with her luggage. After pulling out her suitcase, he took out another suitcase.

Fang Anning asked in surprise, "Whose suitcase is that?"

Wen Yi said, "Mrs., it’s mine, is there a problem?"

"You’re coming along too?" Fang Anning was astonished.

Wen Yi smiled and said, "I know about all the things Mrs. is going to do. The President is worried about you traveling alone to a new place, so he sent me to accompany you. If there’s anything you need, just tell me."

"He Tingchen sent you to follow me?" Fang Anning frowned.

She hadn’t expected He Tingchen to be so considerate, knowing she was traveling to a foreign land alone and even specially arranging someone to accompany her.

"Yes."

"Alright, then I’m grateful for the trouble," Fang Anning thanked him.

Wen Yi, with the suitcases, checked in for their flight and attended to the luggage.

After all was settled, he waited with Fang Anning in the departure lounge.

Since there was still time, Wen Yi went and bought Fang Anning a cup of coffee.

Fang Anning thanked him and said, "Mr. Wen, you don’t have to be so polite with me. I’m not picky, just keep it casual."

"You jest, Mrs. You are the President’s wife; naturally, I should take good care of you," said Wen Yi.

Fang Anning flashed her eyes and suddenly asked with a smile, "Mr. Wen, can I ask you a question?"

"Mrs., feel free to ask anything."

"How long have you been with He Tingchen?"

"Ten years," Wen Yi replied.

"Ten years?" Fang Anning was astonished.

Wen Yi continued, "I’ve been with the President since he took over He Group at eighteen. It’s almost been ten years now."

"He Tingchen is only twenty-eight years old?" Fang Anning was even more surprised.

Wen Yi asked with a smile, "What, Mrs., you didn’t know the President’s age?"

Fang Anning shook her head.

How would she know?

She only knew He Tingchen as King of Hell, only that he was terrifying.

He had married four times, and four wives had died. When she was still a little girl, she heard that the He family had a new bride who died within three days.

It was big news in Yun City, covered by major entertainment reports. Her mother even taught her to find a dependable and honest husband, see, life in a wealthy family isn’t easy.

Then two years later, He Tingchen married again, and that wife too passed away within a month.

From then on, He Tingchen earned the title King of Hell, the nightmare that made all young girls shudder.