Chapter 14 If you keep looking at me like this, I will dig out your eyes

This question completely woke Pei Lang up. Pei Lang propped himself up, and the pain and numbness in his legs almost twisted his features. "I'll take care of you, as a thank you for helping me yesterday."

"Who needs your care!" Yan Han was very angry. The little man in the bubble had blazing eyes and stared at Pei Lang fiercely.

Pei Lang had expected Yan Han to be angry when he woke up, but he remained calm.

"Yes, yes, you don't need me at all. I don't know who complained of leg pain last night. My hands have been massaging you for several hours, and they are still sore." Now my legs are numb and painful, my arms are sore too, and I feel unwell all over.

Pei Lang went to bed late and was woken up before he had enough sleep. He was not in a bad mood when he woke up, but he felt a little dissatisfied and aggrieved.

"Last night, was it you?" Yan Han's tone was cold, without any gratitude in his eyes.

Yesterday, when he was half asleep and half awake, his legs felt very uncomfortable. He remembered a pair of cold and soft hands massaging him and thought it was a dream.

"Of course it's me. Who else do you think it is? The Snail Girl or the Scallop Boy? You don't think it's your assistant, do you?"

When Su Jia was mentioned, Yan Han frowned and remained silent.

"I heard from your assistant that he picked you up at the bar? What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Pei Lang changed the subject and asked with a smile while rubbing his arm.

Yan Han didn't answer, but the villain on his face had already betrayed him.

Pei Lang sighed. "Mr. Yan, I only take care of you to thank you, not for any other purpose. I know that marrying me is not your original intention. You must have been nagged when you went home this time. Don't worry, I will abide by the agreement and leave quickly when the contract expires. I will never bring you any trouble."

This was the only thing Pei Lang could think of.

Maybe it was because marrying her legs didn't work. She was nagged when she got home yesterday. Yan Han had Bai Yueguang in her heart. Not only did she marry a man she didn't like, but he was also a man covered in dirt. She must have felt bad. She went out of the old house and bought some wine to get drunk. When she was almost drunk, she called Su Jia and was sent home.

"During this period, you can ask me to cooperate with you in any way you want. If you meet someone you really like, I can help you cover for your father. After all, we are partners."

"Hmph~ I think you know my appearance."

"So, what did Mr. Yan have for dinner yesterday?" Pei Lang's thoughts jumped too fast for Yan Han to follow. He was just talking about one thing and immediately moved on to another.

Yan Han refused to cooperate. "It has nothing to do with you. Stop asking about my affairs."

"Oh, I see!" It seemed that there was no answer. Pei Lang's eyes fell on Yan Han's shoulder. The little man was already counting the things he had eaten on his fingers. It couldn't speak, and only saw food changing on its head, which was so cute.

Although I didn't want to answer, I was already thinking in my heart that Mr. Yan was really hypocritical.

Unconsciously, Pei Lang's eyes softened, with an aunt's smile on his face. It was the same look again, Yan Han didn't like it very much, it was like a mother looking at her son. "Look at me like this again, and I'll dig out your eyes."

"Uh~" Pei Lang was startled by the vicious look, but he had already found the answer. He had just seen something similar to bamboo shoots. "Mr. Yan, did you eat bamboo shoots last night? This thing is an allergic food and can easily trigger old injuries. Mr. Yan should be more careful in the future."

Yan Han had never thought that Pei Lang would guess so accurately, and was stunned for a moment.

"I'm going back to my room to sleep. I won't disturb Mr. Yan anymore."

Yan Han did not respond, still thinking about the bamboo shoots, as if he had thought of something, a cold light flashed in his eyes. When he came to his senses, Pei Lang was no longer in the room.

He really didn't like Pei Lang's presence in the room, but this was the deepest and most peaceful sleep he had ever had. Yan Han guessed it was because he had been drinking.

Because Pei Lang was massaging him, he didn't seem to be that angry, but he felt uncomfortable. His legs were touched by someone other than a doctor.

He didn't seem to mind.

Su Jia didn't even call after missing the morning meeting.

Yan Han called the wheelchair over, sat on it with difficulty, found clothes to put on, and after washing up, called Su Jia.

Su Jia was feeling uneasy because Yan Han was late for the first time. He thought Pei Lang had attacked his boss. If that was the case, he would be an accomplice.

It’s over, it’s over, I’m going to be fired.

I was so frightened that I suddenly got a call from my boss. I almost dropped the phone. After a flustered moment, I answered the call. Suddenly, a line in my head broke and I said a lot of things. "Boss, I didn't hand you over to him. He took the initiative to carry you like a princess. After that, I left and I didn't know what happened. Boss, please forgive me, boss..."

Yan Han found the key words very accurately. "Princess hug?"

"That... um..." The boss doesn't know? Su Jia hesitated to explain clearly, but Yan Han was so smart that he had already guessed it. His face suddenly turned cold and dark, and he held the phone tightly, almost crushing it.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Take me to the company."

After saying this and hanging up the phone, Su Jia felt uneasy, but was glad to have escaped. Yan Han sat in the wheelchair and pondered. He seemed to still feel the touch of Pei Lang massaging his legs. He was angry at Pei Lang's self-assertion, but also... a little awkward. However, Pei Lang's massage strength and technique were indeed good, and the feeling was a little magical.

Strangely enough, he slept soundly last night.

He was already very independent, and even after his legs became disabled he proved all the time that he could make a living without relying on his legs. He also proved that even if his legs were disabled he did not need anyone to take care of him.

However, when Pei Lang took care of him, he did not feel the anger and humiliation he had imagined. He just felt that the other party had entered his room without his consent, which made him unhappy and angry.

After he became disabled, the most common voices he heard were people expressing pity or looking down on him.

Yes, even though he is now a business tycoon and his word is final, there are still people who look down on him.

What if he has ability and money? He is still a useless person who cannot stand up. Yan Han admitted that there was jealousy in these voices, jealous that he was better than others despite his disability. However, these voices were like insignificant grains of sand. If they accumulated, they would cause pain in his heart.

Pei Lang seemed different.

He never felt pity for himself because he was disabled, nor did anyone look at him with strange eyes. Although his eyes were a little strange sometimes, they were mostly filled with kindness.

It's like... seeing the look in someone's eyes who likes a child or a pet.

Pei Lang not only did not despise his crippled legs, but also gave him a massage for the whole night. He could have just left him alone. In Pei Lang's eyes, his disability was like a common cold. He would not laugh at a person with a cold, and naturally he would not laugh at a person with crippled legs. There seemed to be no difference between the two.

Thinking about it this way, Pei Lang was still pretty good, but Yan Han's face turned bad when he thought about being carried like a princess by him. The sight of a man with thin arms and legs being carried like a princess by someone of his size was really unbearable to watch, and Yan Han himself couldn't stand it, and what was even more terrifying was that Su Jia actually saw this scene.

It was simply killing him! He was a cold-faced boss, but not only was he carried like a princess, but his subordinates also saw it with their own eyes. Where did his dignity go?

When Su Jia received the call from Yan Han, Yan Han's face was gloomy. He was so scared that he dared not breathe, fearing that he would be punished if he breathed too hard. He was trembling with fear all day, and his nerves were about to collapse.

The culprit, Pei Lang, slept until noon, went downstairs to eat, and then practiced martial arts before returning to his room.

I finally had some spare time to log onto the website, and as soon as I got online I was bombarded with all sorts of messages in the comment section.

This had happened before when he was popular for his acting. Pei Lang simply ignored it and waited until the message notification sound finally stopped before checking what had happened. The song released yesterday had tens of thousands of comments and many private messages, and the number of fans was also increasing.

All of them praised his beautiful voice and the healing nature of his songs. Some even expressed their concerns in the comments section to relieve their stress. The people on the website were very tacit. When one person expressed his concerns, the others would comfort him with positive words, even though they also came to the website because of psychological problems. Pei Lang then realized that everyone was encouraging each other and working hard to live together.

Pei Lang was very happy that the song was liked by so many people. The existence of this song had great significance.

The song went viral on the website and was transferred to other platforms, where it received more attention and was listed on the trending search list. Because it was anonymous, the platform protected the privacy of the anonymous author very well, and no one dug out the real identity of the singer.

Netizens compared well-known singers and actors in the entertainment industry, including Internet singers, but still couldn't figure out who it was. In the end, they concluded that the singer was a newcomer and gave his first song to a psychological website.

Big data is so strange. No matter how hard people who want to be famous try to market themselves, they can't make any waves. However, people who quietly make money anonymously, inexplicably attract attention. It can be said that Pei Lang's voice is really healing. Whether singing or speaking, it is very gentle and slow, like reciting poetry or reading literary works. Such a unique voice, and because of anonymity, the songs are original and good to listen to, which aroused the curiosity of netizens. The hot search has been high. The already famous website has become even more popular. Many people have registered for it. People with or without illnesses have gathered together, making the website full of smoke and miasma.

However, no one blamed Pei Lang, because the song was really good and everyone was looking forward to his future works. The website was even less likely to blame Pei Lang, so the system department worked overtime and created a website with real exam questions. Only those who passed the real exam with full marks could register on the website.

The real questions are nothing more than some tests on the quality of online speech. This is not a place to chase stars. The original intention of the website was to create it for patients with mental illness. Those who chase stars will destroy the atmosphere.

Of course, even if the registration is successful, once the violation of discipline and destruction of the atmosphere is confirmed by the website investigation, the account will be permanently blocked and will not be allowed to register again.

Therefore, those who registered were very cautious. In order not to ruin the atmosphere, those who went there for Pei Lang's songs did not even dare to post comments, for fear of saying the wrong thing.

Looking at the number of hits in the background statistics rising, Pei Lang seemed to see that his first pot of gold was about to be born, and he was very happy. "I wonder what everyone's reaction will be when they know that I sang it?"

If the identity is revealed, there will be a lot of bloodshed, and this website may become a gathering place for haters. "It's better to hide it well. I hope that after this heat passes, it can return to its former peace."

Although the website was repaired in time, Pei Lang still felt that this website belonged to those who healed and were healed.

When the temporary popularity is over, his voice will no longer be a feature, and those who do not belong here will gradually lose their enthusiasm, leaving behind a pure and harmonious atmosphere.