Chapter 43 The boss is the one below! ?

Pei Lang thought the table was strange, as there were many dishes that Yan Han couldn't eat.

Yan Han has a leg disease, and some things are allergic, which can easily cause pain. Yan Han has no knowledge of food, and does not know what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten. He does not even recognize many of the ingredients. These dishes have been processed by the chef, and most of them can no longer be seen in their original appearance. Pei Lang can only taste them by smell and taste.

That time, Yan Han came home with both legs hurt, also because he had eaten some irritating food.

So, was this intentional or unintentional?

At first glance, Yan Han could only eat one or two dishes. In order to prevent Yan Han from picking up food he couldn't eat, Pei Lang took the initiative to help him pick up the food. Old Man Yan smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits, but Yan Xiuyuan was even more angry, his cheeks twitched, and he chewed the food with great force to vent his anger.

Yan Han ate whatever Pei Lang picked up, and the two looked like a loving young couple.

After dinner, Yan Han prepared to take Pei Lang back home.

Before leaving, Old Master Yan was reluctant to let go and repeatedly told Yan Han to bring Pei Lang to see him more often. The reason was... seeing Pei Lang eat so deliciously, he couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

Pei Lang: “…”

When he went out, he ran into the original owner's father. His eyes looked as if he wanted to tear his skin off. Pei Lang found it funny and got into the car with Yan Han without saying hello.

"Your father seems to have something to say to you." Yan Han saw through the rearview mirror that the man was catching up with him quickly. He looked unhappy and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"My father?" Pei Lang pretended to be stupid and looked around. "My father is not in this world. He died a long time ago." Pei Lang only recognized his father in the original world, and he did not recognize the man chasing the car behind him.

Yan Han didn't say anything. Su Jia sent the man to the villa and didn't dare to disturb him. He left quickly.

Originally, Pei Lang was supposed to return to the crew as he had to film tomorrow, but Yan Han was reluctant to let him leave so soon, so he asked Su Jia to pick him up early tomorrow morning.

Pei Lang stayed in his room for a while before Yan Han called him to his room and asked Pei Lang to give him a massage. "Mr. Yan, did I perform well tonight?"

"Yeah." Yan Han enjoyed the massage and took a book to pretend to be doing it.

"Your elder brother and Yan Xiuyuan have never liked you?" Yan Xiuyuan was very blatant, and Yan Tong was more reserved, but he deliberately acted like an elder brother and spoke with sharp words, deliberately poking at the heart several times, and was reluctant to mention Yan Han's legs repeatedly.

Yan Han's eyelashes trembled, and he continued reading without answering.

"Mr. Yan, do your legs hurt every time you go home?"

Yan Han thought about it carefully, and it wasn't entirely true, but after going home and eating, the pain would be more severe than before.

"I think they did it on purpose. The food they cooked revived your old injuries. It would be strange if it didn't hurt."

"Are you saying there's something wrong with those dishes?" The leg pain has not been going on for just one or two days. It would still hurt even if he didn't eat those dishes, so Yan Han didn't suspect anything for all this time.

Every time the pain was like bone erosion, the bones were not sensitive at all, but when it hurt, it was very clear, as if they were being broken inch by inch. "These are all normal foods, but people with old injuries can't eat them. What's more, your old injury is already serious, and eating them will easily trigger the pain."

The massage was almost done. He pulled down his trousers to cover Yan Han's legs, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at the deep-thinking Yan Han.

The original novel didn't explain what happened to Yan Han's legs. It was just briefly mentioned that it was because of Bai Yueguang, but Bai Yueguang didn't mention it until the end of the novel. "Mr. Yan is so smart, but he doesn't pay attention to eating, so he was taken advantage of. Why don't you buy a recipe book and study it, so that you will know what to eat and what not to eat next time you eat."

"So you picked up food for me tonight to prevent me from eating something I shouldn't eat?" Yan Han's focus was on the wrong thing. He thought Pei Lang picked up food for him because the guide to chasing a wife he learned was useful, but he didn't expect it was for other reasons.

In other words, Pei Lang still only regarded himself as a partner and had no other thoughts about him.

"I can't just tell everyone that you can't eat those dishes." Pei Lang's confession hurt Yan Han a lot.

Yan Han's face darkened and he said angrily, "Then you will be in charge of what I eat from now on."

"…" Pei Lang was silent for a while as he looked at Yan Han's face. This old man was acting like a child. "Mr. Yan, I am an actor and I need to film. I am not your assistant. You can ask Su Jia to take care of the food, clothing and other expenses."

Yan Han, who was sulking, couldn't bear to hear any rejection.

"I never bring Su Jia back to the old house. If you don't check, I won't eat. If I eat something I shouldn't, between dying of pain and starving to death, I'll choose the latter."

"..." Pei Lang sighed, he really couldn't do anything about Yan Han. "How about this, if I happen to be here, I'll check it for you, if not... you take a picture of the food and send it to me, I'll check it remotely, okay?"

This was the best compromise Pei Lang could make. If that didn't work, it wouldn't matter to him whoever he loved or how much pain they suffered.

"That's good enough." Yan Han was finally satisfied, with a hint of smile at the corner of his eyes.

Pei Lang had to get up early to go to the crew tomorrow, so the two of them went to bed early.

Yan Han slept on the bed, while Pei Lang still slept on the sofa.

Soon the two fell asleep, but in another villa of the Yan family, Yan Xiuyuan tossed and turned in bed.

His mind was filled with images of Pei Lang and Yan Han in love, and the fact that they had already obtained a marriage certificate. Pei Lang had been pestering him for so long, and had been bullied online many times, and had been belittled by netizens as worthless, but despite this, he still used all means to seduce her, even resorting to drugs.

During this period, he married his uncle. Pei Lang changed his mind too quickly, or perhaps the person he looked down upon never loved him. Now he has become another person, and his every move is so breathtaking.

He couldn't adapt to the contrast in the characters' personalities, and the contrast in the attitudes towards him, it could be said that he couldn't believe it, so he was embarrassed and furious in front of the other party time and time again, but he couldn't cause the slightest wave.

Today he realized that this person had completely become someone else's, and whether he possessed her or liked her, Pei Lang had occupied his heart.

He couldn't sleep because he had only one thought in mind: to get the person back. That person was lost by him, and he had to be the one to pick him up.

He had forgotten that Pei Lang had never been his, so there was no such thing as losing him.

It is troublesome to win back Pei Lang and Pei Ziqing. Everyone knows that they are engaged. If they break off the engagement, not only will their image as affectionate and loyal people collapse, but it will also be difficult for netizens to accept them.

We have to find a way to solve Pei Ziqing's problem.

Yan Xiuyuan did not fall asleep that night.

Pei Lang didn't know what Yan Xiuyuan was thinking yet, so he didn't sleep well. When the alarm rang at six o'clock, Yan Han didn't wake up yet. Pei Lang tiptoed out of the room, went back to his room to wash up, and then contacted Su Jia.

Su Jia arrived a little while later. Pei Lang got in the car and sent a message to Yan Han. [Mr. Yan, I'm going back to the crew first.]

"Should I call you the boss's wife?" Su Jia was driving with her eyes shining, very excited early in the morning.

Pei Lang was so scared that his typing hands trembled, and he almost choked on his saliva. He coughed twice. "What nonsense are you talking about? Stop shouting."

"But the boss has taken you back to the Yan family's old house. Only members of the Yan family and authorized helpers can enter that house." As soon as Su Jia said this, Pei Lang was unable to refute it.

Even Su Jia, Yan Han's personal assistant, had never been there, so one could imagine how important Pei Lang was to Yan Han.

Yes, in name they are husband and wife, but in reality, they are also husband and wife, but they have a five-year contract. Of course, this cannot be told to Su Jia, so as not to embarrass Yan Han.

Pei Lang's silence was considered as tacit agreement.

"I told you that your relationship is different. The boss is old and should have a companion. But you guys are playing around and pretending in front of me. I wonder why the boss is willing to let you into his room. I remember you said that you wanted to do more exercise to become a big man, and you even hugged the boss like a princess..." Su Jia realized this and combined it with the previous things. He felt that he had discovered something incredible. He suddenly realized and exclaimed. "The boss is not the one below!?"

Su Jia's eyes widened in disbelief. "You beast! Please be gentle when you do it, and pay attention to the boss's legs."

Pei Lang held his forehead in silence. Su Jia's imagination was always very wild. Why was he getting more and more outrageous? "You think too much. Mr. Yan and I are innocent so far..."

"I'll tell you a secret. The boss has several assistants who work separately. My job is to stay by his side and take care of him. We all think that the boss will be lonely for the rest of his life. After all, no girl would be willing to marry a guy with an icy face. We are too narrow-minded. It turns out that the boss is not the kind of person who loves others, but the one who is loved by others." Although it is a little hard to accept this reality, it is not easy for the boss to have someone who is willing to accept him and for him to be willing to accept someone. Isn't this what the assistants are looking forward to every day?

Su Jia's imagination was too big for Pei Lang to explain clearly, unless he told the truth, he would simply not explain.

"You openly say bad things about Mr. Yan, aren't you afraid that I will complain?" If Yan Han heard these words, I'm afraid his salary would be deducted again.

"You won't." Su Jia was very determined. The car turned a corner and came to a straight road. The sky was getting light. The fiery red sunrise climbed up the distant mountain, and the not-so-dazzling light slanted across the earth. Su Jia was in a good mood and was always relaxed in front of Pei Lang. "You two don't get along much, and the boss is not a talkative person. I'm just helping you get to know the boss better."

"Then I have to thank you?"

"Of course not." Su Jia stopped to wait for the traffic light, and took this opportunity to turn his head. "I can see that the boss likes you very much, at least he treats you differently. I have never seen a person so comfortable in front of the boss. It turns out that men with amorous feelings are different. The boss is not as cruel as before. You are really amazing. You can sing and act, and you can conquer the boss. You are simply like a god."

Su Jia couldn't help but sigh, Pei Lang was simply at a loss whether to laugh or cry, this was a huge misunderstanding.

"Drive your car and stop talking nonsense. Your boss is still your boss. If you keep talking nonsense, you might lose your job." Pei Lang threatened helplessly. Su Jia was not afraid and did not take it seriously. He sent him there half an hour before the crew started filming.

Lu Lu was almost dying of anxiety, fearing that Pei Lang would delay his work, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a figure.