How I Became The Devil's Last and Only Love
Chapter 80: You Look So Good When You Smile

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: You Look So Good When You Smile

"You’re talking nonsense, how could my mother possibly do such a thing? Besides, my cousin was also in the car at that time, even if she wanted to kill you, she wouldn’t do it when my cousin was there. What if she accidentally hurt my cousin?"

Liao Hanfeng got angry as soon as he heard what Fang Anning said and immediately retorted.

Fang Anning snorted coldly and said, "But what if your mother just wanted me to miscarry and didn’t mean to take my life? Maybe that car accident was just to scare me, not endangering the lives of your cousin or me, but it could cause a miscarriage due to fright, right?"

"That’s all your speculation, you have no idea how much my mother cares about my cousin. She wouldn’t do anything if there was even the slightest possibility it could harm my cousin. So, it definitely wasn’t her," Liao Hanfeng stated with certainty.

"If it wasn’t her, then it’s Bai Yunzhu. I see that girl is so obsessed with He Tingchen, and now knowing that I’m pregnant, she must feel she has no chance and so might indeed want to kill me," Fang Anning speculated again.

Liao Hanfeng grew even angrier: "Fang Anning, don’t make baseless accusations. It’s neither my mother nor Yunzhu, how could Yunzhu, who is so pure and kind, do such a vile thing?"

"Pure and kind? Which eye of yours saw her being pure and kind?" Fang Anning nearly laughed out of frustration.

Liao Hanfeng said, "I just know, I’ve known her since we were kids, wouldn’t I understand her?"

"Of course, you don’t understand her, because you like her. With such a thick filter on, how could you see her true colors? Liao Hanfeng, I’m really curious, I see your mother is quite keen on pairing Bai Yunzhu with He Tingchen. You are her biological son, doesn’t she know you like Bai Yunzhu?"

"Mind your own business." Liao Hanfeng hung up the phone angrily.

Fang Anning pouted.

Although she had angered Liao Hanfeng, she had also gotten some information from what he said.

The person who caused the car accident might not necessarily be He Min or Bai Yunzhu.

But if it’s not them, then who could it be?

That night, He Tingchen didn’t come home.

Fang Anning waited until midnight and didn’t see him; finally, she couldn’t stay awake and fell asleep.

Waking up early the next morning, she saw the other side of the bed was empty as well.

Touching it, it was cold; it appeared that no one had come back all night.

She hurriedly got out of bed, went downstairs and asked Mrs. Chen, "Mrs. Chen, did the master not come back all night?"

Mrs. Chen shook her head: "He did not come back."

Fang Anning frowned and quickly took out her phone to call He Tingchen, but no one answered.

She was somewhat anxious and had to call He Tingchen’s assistant, Wen Yi.

Wen Yi did answer the call and asked in a low voice, "Madam, do you need me for anything?"

Fang Anning asked in a hurry: "How is Mr. He? Is he okay?"

Wen Yi said, "The president is in the meeting room for a meeting, do you need something from the president?"

"No, it’s okay, I was just asking. As long as he’s fine," Fang Anning said immediately.

Wen Yi chuckled, "If the president knows you’re concerned about him, he’d be very happy. Once the president’s meeting is over, I’ll tell him."

"No need, don’t tell him, I’ve got to go," Fang Anning quickly hung up the phone in a fluster.

It’s good that He Tingchen is fine.

If something happened to him, then she...

"Is the wife concerned about the master?" Mrs. Chen asked with a smile.

"No," Fang Anning denied with a flushed face.

Mrs. Chen said meaningfully, "Is the wife shy? There’s no need to be shy. It’s natural for the wife to be concerned about the master. You are the master’s wife, if not concerned for the master, then who?"

Fang Anning pursed her lips.

Was she really concerned about He Tingchen?

Indeed, she was worried about his safety, fearing something might happen to him, and she wouldn’t know what to do.

Perhaps, in a fit of rage, Old Mr. He might even require her to die with He Tingchen.

But was that really the only reason?

Fang Anning thought of the critical moment of the car accident yesterday, how He Tingchen held her tightly, wrapping her in his arms.

At that moment, she was very afraid, yet inexplicably reassured.

Sigh.

Anyway, it was quite benevolent of He Tingchen to think of saving her in such a critical moment.

So, it was only natural for her to be concerned for his safety.

Soon, a teacher from the school came to give a lesson.

As Fang Anning had one-on-one private tutoring, her progress was very fast.

Perhaps because she was so busy studying, even the discomfort of morning sickness had disappeared.

It seemed that she didn’t need to wait for another year to get her diploma; she could almost graduate with this batch of students.

The two years of delay could be completely disregarded.

Fang Anning was very happy and studied even harder.

However, Mrs. Chen was very worried about her health, afraid that studying too much would harm her body and affect the baby’s health.

So when the teacher left and she wanted to study a bit more, Mrs. Chen confiscated her books.

"Mrs. Chen, give me the book back, let me read a little longer," Fang Anning pleaded.

With a stern face, Mrs. Chen said, "No, wife has already been reading for a long time. Reading more will affect your health; you should rest. If wife doesn’t listen, I will have to tell Old Mr. He."

Indeed, the mention of Old Mr. He immediately frightened Fang Anning.

If Old Mr. He knew she wasn’t taking good care of her pregnancy and affecting his great-grandson’s health, wouldn’t he skin her alive?

"Don’t be upset, just tell Mrs. Chen what you want to eat; I’ll have someone prepare it," Mrs. Chen quickly added in a kind and caring tone.

Fang Anning pouted and casually said, "I want to eat lamb skewers, grilled gluten."

Mrs. Chen: "..."

Half an hour later.

Naturally, Fang Anning did not get her lamb skewers and grilled gluten but ate a bowl of bird’s nest porridge instead.

Mrs. Chen made it for her almost every day, bland and tasteless, not interesting to eat at all.

But thankfully, since she was not picky and ate anything from a young age, although it was not tasty, she could still eat it.

In the afternoon.

Fang Anning was dozing in the rocking chair in the garden, sleeping soundly, when suddenly she smelled the irresistible scent of roasted lamb skewers.

She sniffed and hurriedly opened her eyes.

"Lamb skewers? Where are the lamb skewers coming from?"

"You really do have a dog’s nose, you actually smelled it," the man teased her.

"You’re back?"

Fang Anning saw He Tingchen sitting opposite her, with a plate of lamb skewers on the small coffee table in front of him, and asked in both shock and delight.

It was not the lamb skewers that made her happy, but seeing He Tingchen.

Although she had spoken on the phone with Wen Yi and knew He Tingchen was fine.

But not having seen him all day or received his call, she was somewhat worried in her heart.

Now seeing him standing in front of her, even with some teasing words directed at her, she didn’t feel angry. The joy in her heart was uncontrollable.

He Tingchen, seeing her so happy, couldn’t help but curl his lips slightly.

He rarely smiled.

Fang Anning had not seen him smile since she had known him.

Now suddenly seeing him smile lightly, even though it was fleeting, she couldn’t help but be surprised!

She exclaimed admiringly, "You smiled? You actually can smile. But you look really good when you smile; you should smile more."