How I Became The Devil's Last and Only Love
Chapter 53: The Archetypal Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: The Archetypal Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic

Soon, the owner served up two bowls of the cooked mala dish.

Fang Anning sniffed and said with a smile, "It smells fantastic, thanks to you, the boss must have pulled out all the stops today."

"Why is yours red?" He Tingchen looked at the bowl of bright red Fang Anning had and asked.

Fang Anning replied, "Mine has chili in it. I noticed you don’t eat chili at home, so you probably don’t eat spicy food, right?"

He Tingchen nodded.

Fang Anning said, "That’s why I ordered a soy-flavored dish for you. Ah, it’s been so long since I’ve had spicy food, I’ve missed it so much. Don’t talk, let’s eat quickly."

Fang Anning lowered her head and picked up a purple sweet potato ball and put it into her mouth - it was both sweet and spicy, so delicious it was to die for.

He Tingchen picked up his chopsticks with a puzzled look and grabbed some green vegetables to taste.

The flavor was a bit strange, too strong, but it was bearable.

However, Fang Anning seemed to be enjoying her meal immensely, puffing as she ate, and even asked the boss to bring her a bottle of cold Sprite.

With every bite of spicy food followed by a sip of Sprite, Fang Anning couldn’t help exclaiming, "So refreshing!"

"Is it really that delicious?" He Tingchen asked dubiously as he watched her.

Fang Anning’s eyes darted around, and with a smile, she took a piece of seaweed from her bowl and offered it to He Tingchen, "Why don’t you try it for yourself and see?"

The man looked at her, hesitated for a few seconds, but still opened his mouth to accept it.

"Hmm? Cough cough cough."

He Tingchen chewed twice, first frowned, and then started coughing violently.

Covering his mouth and unable to stop, the spicy sensation was hitting his throat, making him cough uncontrollably.

"Drink some water quickly," Fang Anning hurriedly offered him the Sprite.

He Tingchen didn’t look and took a sip.

But the Sprite was also irritating, and he had never drunk such a thing before. His eyes widened, and he coughed even more fiercely.

The bodyguards outside heard the commotion and rushed in.

"Mr. He, what’s wrong?"

He Tingchen was coughing and gestured to them with his hand, trying to speak but couldn’t. He had never been so embarrassed before, especially not in front of Fang Anning.

He Tingchen was extremely annoyed and got up to leave angrily.

"Why did he leave?"

Fang Anning hurriedly ate a few more bites and followed him out.

The bodyguards paid the bill and then immediately followed them out.

It took a while in the car for He Tingchen to stop coughing, and the bodyguard gave him a bottle of mineral water to drink, which made him feel a bit better.

However, because of the coughing, he felt his throat was damaged, so he looked very pale and unpleasant.

Fang Anning was worried at first, but after seeing that he stopped coughing, she was relieved.

She couldn’t help teasing him, "I didn’t expect you to be unable to handle any spiciness at all. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have let you try it. I think it was pretty good, I love spicy food, it’s so thrilling."

"Shut up," He Tingchen hoarsely scolded.

At this moment, his eyes were red as if he had cried. His face was also very unattractive, and due to the prolonged coughing, as if he had exerted a lot of effort, he looked somewhat weak as he leaned back in the seat, somehow eliciting a fragile beauty.

This made Fang Anning think of a term, tragically handsome!

Indeed, He Tingchen right now was the perfect example of tragically handsome.

"Don’t be like this, I really didn’t know you couldn’t handle spicy food at all. If I had known, I definitely wouldn’t have let you eat it. Please don’t cry!" Fang Anning started to tease with a playful heart and couldn’t help but continue to mock with a smile.

He Tingchen watched as she prattled on non-stop, her mouth moving "blah blah blah".

Because of the chili peppers, her lips turned red without any lipstick on, exuding an indescribable sexiness.

Angry, he suddenly pulled her in and pressed her against the car, kissing her fiercely.

But he forgot that Fang Anning had eaten even more chili peppers, and she hadn’t brushed her teeth yet.

So, as you can imagine, the result was predictable.

He Tingchen pushed her away again, covering his mouth and starting to cough violently.

"Call Dr. Li."

During a coughing spell, He Tingchen roared at his bodyguard.

Mrs. Chen didn’t know what had happened. He Tingchen was helped in by the bodyguard, and soon Dr. Li arrived as well.

Fang Anning followed behind He Tingchen, but was sent downstairs by him.

Mrs. Chen promptly inquired of Fang Anning: "Mrs., what happened?"

Fang Anning shook her head.

"How could you not know? Weren’t you with Mr. He when he left?" Mrs. Chen asked anxiously.

Fang Anning had no choice but to say: "Actually it was nothing much. We were hungry on the road and found a spicy hot pot restaurant for a meal. I know Mr. He doesn’t eat spicy, but he was tempted watching me eat, so I let him try a bite. I didn’t expect him to start coughing so violently; maybe it was the spiciness. It should be okay."

"What? You gave Mr. He chili?" Shocked, Mrs. Chen’s face changed color.

Fang Anning felt that something was amiss and quickly asked, "What’s wrong? Can’t he eat chili?"

At first, He Tingchen was just coughing, and she hadn’t felt anything wrong. But after kissing her, it seemed like a rash had appeared on He Tingchen’s face.

When getting out of the car, He Tingchen covered his face, and in the light she thought she saw his face was very red.

Could it be... that he’s allergic to chili?

"Mr. He has been unable to eat chili since he was a child; he’s allergic," Mrs. Chen said angrily.

Indeed, an allergy.

Fang Anning quickly apologized: "I’m sorry, I really didn’t know he was allergic to chili. If I knew, I would have never allowed him to eat it. How could he eat chili and not know his own allergy? Why didn’t he tell me?"

"Mrs., you’d better keep quiet and save your words. Old Mr. He will surely come over soon. You should hide; don’t let Old Mr. He see you," Mrs. Chen advised.

Fang Anning turned pale with fright.

To be honest, she was also somewhat worried about He Tingchen.

He was always so strong; why didn’t he say a word about his allergy to chili and even let her feed it to him?

As expected, soon Old Mr. He heard about the incident and came over with his walking cane from the back yard.

Dr. Li had already prescribed medication and given He Tingchen an injection. However, He Tingchen’s allergic reaction was still not great; there were not many rashes on his face. But there were many on his body, and Dr. Li even said that he might have a fever in the evening and that he would stay here to monitor him continuously.

Seeing He Tingchen’s condition, Old Mr. He was heartbroken and immediately inquired what had happened.

The bodyguard, of course, did not dare to conceal anything and explained today’s events.

Old Mr. He’s face turned dark upon hearing this, and he immediately went downstairs to have Mrs. Chen call Fang Anning over.

Reluctantly, Mrs. Chen had to bring Fang Anning to him.

Seeing her, Old Mr. He, furious, banged his cane hard on the floor and sternly scolded her, "How dare you feed Tingchen chili?"

"I’m sorry, Grandpa, I didn’t know he was allergic to chili," Fang Anning apologized guiltily.

"Didn’t know? You’ve been with Tingchen for so long, eating together every day, and you haven’t noticed his eating habits? Or is it that you don’t care about him at all? Fang Anning, I didn’t leave you by Tingchen’s side just to bear him a child, that simply. I also need you to take good care of him, make him happy. If you can’t do this but instead harm him, what use do I have for you?"