Chapter 51 The First Man Brought Back by Mr.

As soon as he entered the door, he gave Aunt Lin a big hug and helped her put the gift on. The two of them just chatted and laughed together, completely forgetting the existence of the owner of the house next door.

Pei Lang heard some dissatisfied humming and grumbling sounds, and when he turned around, he saw Yan Han with a cold face and a frown on his face. The little man on his shoulder was soaking in jealousy, and sour bubbles were bubbling all over his body.

“Long time no see.” Pei Lang really wanted to poke the jealous man, so he went over to say hello.

"How many days?" Yan Han asked.

"Three days."

“So short?”

Pei Lang: "..." Boss, if it weren't for your relationship, would the director have given Special Quan a day off? You don't know how difficult it is for Zhong Yixiao to take a day off for filming an advertisement. He rushed back the same day after filming.

"Let's eat first." Yan Han said as he went to the dining table, and Pei Lang followed closely.

Not knowing what medicine Yan Han had taken wrongly, Pei Lang discovered that Yan Han was a little abnormal this time.

The food was ready, just waiting for Pei Lang to come. Aunt Lin set the table, and after Pei Lang and Yan Han sat down, Aunt Lin carefully glanced at Yan Han, opened her mouth, and said something inexplicable. "Xiao Lang, you are the first man that the master brought back."

After saying this, Aunt Lin quickly fled under Pei Lang's confused look.

It's so embarrassing. It's really embarrassing.

Yan Han had specifically told her to say this before Pei Lang came back. She didn't know why, but she didn't dare to say or ask about her master's affairs. She just had to do what he said.

Yan Han seemed very satisfied with Aunt Lin's performance. The corners of his mouth finally curled up in pleasure, and his icy eyes looked at Pei Lang with a hint of smile.

"..." After thinking hard, Pei Lang still couldn't figure out what this sentence meant, so he could only smile and agree. "So I'm the first man you brought home?"

"Well, others are not worthy." Yan Han said pretentiously. His appetite was particularly good today, and he ate a piece of beef elegantly.

There is such a sentence in every book given by Qi Shaoheng. It was said by the cook, the housekeeper, and the assistant. This is the first step to express love. This is the mode of a domineering president’s love.

One step closer to success.

Yan Han quickly recalled the contents of the book. Pei Lang only saw the little guy reading the messy domineering novel literature very seriously, and he would take notes in a small notebook when he came across special parts.

Damn it, I can see his inner thoughts but I can't understand him. Is he too complicated or am I too stupid? I can't even copy the answer when it's right in front of me?

Pei Lang fell into deep self-doubt, thinking over and over what he had just said, only to find that it was full of loopholes. "That's not right, am I really the first man you brought home? What about Su Jia? He has been with you for so many years, and he has never entered this house with you before I came here?"

But isn’t Su Jia my personal assistant? When I first arrived, he seemed so familiar with this place, so it must not be his first time here.

Yan Han's expression was originally quite cheerful, but now it turned cold again. "The nature is different."

Pei Lang seemed to understand. "Oh~ is that so?"

It's really hard to get through. Yan Han really wanted to knock open his head to see what kind of protective shield was installed inside. He had hinted so many times, but Pei Lang didn't get it at all.

Yan Han, who was exhausted from eating, finally calmed down. After dinner, Aunt Lin came out to put away the dishes. Pei Lang returned to his room to compose songs. He hadn't released a new song in a long time, and as soon as the song was online, he received too many private messages. The network was stuck for a while before it recovered.

It's nothing more than some caring words, and a sneaky request for updates.

Pei Lang released an original song, but due to time constraints, only one verse was released.

This one clip was enough for people to play on repeat, and it became a trending search topic within two hours.

As soon as the song is released, it will definitely be on the hot search list, with more hits and playbacks than popular singers. It is inevitable that some people will be jealous and start to stir up trouble. When the song is played, someone questioned whether this is really the voice of an uncle?

There are many people in the world who sound young, but this person is too young. The sound-detecting software shows that the person is only in his twenties. Even if there is an error in the detection, the difference is too big.

Then a marketing account brought the rhythm and tested the voices of singers of other ages. The ages were not much different. Neither the deep voice of the young singer nor the clear voice of the middle-aged singer succeeded in fooling the detection software. The power of science is trustworthy.

So, is this person singing in the background really an uncle?

If so, what is the reason for the detection software to have such a large error? If not, why do they deceive the audience? Is it deliberate hype, or is there another reason?

This evidence drove netizens crazy.

The anger of being deceived was more of a curiosity about who this person was, so when Pei Lang's registered account was attacked by netizens, Pei Lang would not respond to such boring things. Admitting it now would only bring harm to the website. When netizens mentioned him and were no longer disgusted and angry, he might take the initiative to admit it, or he might keep it a secret.

The trending search took several hours to die down.

Pei Lang thought of someone.

I went upstairs to find Yan Han and saw him listening to a newly released song. "Did you help with the trending search?"

"Who else would help you except me?" Yan Han sat upright and slowly turned off the computer. The little man on his shoulder raised his head, waiting for praise with a proud look on his face.

Pei Lang's eyes were soft and gentle, and he wanted to rush up and rub his little face, but the impulse was instantly extinguished after seeing Yan Han's cold face in person. How could Yan Han be cute with such a contrast? "You are worthy of being my husband. There is nothing he can't solve with one move."

Although the exaggerated praise was a bit fake, it was very useful and Yan Han was visibly happy.

"I feel a little sad when I think that you can only be my husband for another four years and a few months."

Yan Han would be happier if he hadn't said the latter sentence.

They were a contract couple, and Pei Lang always remembered this. Yan Han was willing to help him because they were in a cooperative relationship, and he had nothing to repay her. All he could do was to make money and return it to Yan Han, and after the contract ended, he should stop getting involved and get out of here.

The two fell into a strange silence. Pei Lang saw Yan Han was unhappy. He opened his mouth but finally said nothing.

The silence was broken by the ringing of Yan Han's mobile phone. It was Su Jia who called. After investigation, it was found out who had hired someone to set the rhythm. Strangely enough, it was the well-developed singer Di He. His voice always gives a sense of story to TV series, so he sings the theme songs of many popular TV series.

It seems that the play that Pei Lang participated in was also for him.

The more popular a person is, the more afraid they are of being surpassed, especially by an unknown internet singer, so they look for marketing accounts to set the pace, hoping to use public opinion to overwhelm Pei Lang, or force him to show up.

But he didn't expect that behind this internet singer, there was Yan Han supporting him, a person he couldn't touch.

"Today's hot search was done by someone hired by Di He." After hanging up the phone, Yan Han turned on the computer and started typing something.

"Di He..." Pei Lang quickly grasped the word. He had visited the crew a few days ago and many young fans asked him for autographs. He heard that he composed the theme song, so he came to the scene to check it out and get some inspiration.

Pei Lang was not one to join in the fun, so he stayed far away. Di He was surrounded by people, and he only knew that he was here but had never seen what it was like. There were too many unreasonable things in this circle, and Pei Lang was used to it, but he didn't understand why Di He did this.

Open Baidu and search for Di He's related information, including his representative works, variety shows he participated in, and awards he won, including photos and companies he signed contracts with. "Is my vest about to be covered up?"

Yan Han and Su Jia could both sense that the more time passed and the more people he was around, the easier it would be to expose him. He didn't use a fake voice when he was speaking live, so it was only a matter of time before he was recognized.

"No, I will cover it for you." Yan Han vowed. "You don't want to be recognized, I will help you to the end."

"Really?" Pei Lang's eyes sparkled. Yan Han had helped him so much, and he really didn't know how to thank him.

"Of course." Yan Han nodded. "We are a family." Yan Han emphasized. Pei Lang didn't take it seriously and just smiled. Yan Han then called Su Jia and said something confusing. Pei Lang didn't understand and only asked curiously after he hung up the phone.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Han just looked into the distance with deep eyes for a long time before saying, "The weather is cold, Huasheng will go bankrupt."

“……”Huasheng is the company that Di He signed a contract with.

Pei Lang turned his head to look at the fiery red sunset outside the window, then took out his cell phone to check the temperature which was still 28 even though the sun was setting. He savored the silly words Yan Han had just said, which were too much to say.

He seemed to understand something, went out and went downstairs.

Yan Han thought Pei Lang was frightened by his power. Just as he was struggling with whether this sentence copied from a book was right or not, the door of the study opened again, and Pei Lang brought a blanket and covered Yan Han's legs. "I didn't know you were so afraid of the cold. Is this any better?"

When I covered myself with the blanket, I accidentally touched Yan Han's hand. It was indeed icy cold, and it was obvious that he had a cold body.

Yan Han was both angry and happy, the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally he stopped talking.

Su Jia acted quickly, and soon a lot of negative information about Di He was exposed, and Hua Sheng was also affected. Di He and Hua Sheng existed at the same time, and if one of them got into trouble, the other would not be able to escape the consequences.

Originally, the man had done a lot of immoral things in secret, and Yan Han would not have taken action if it had not harmed his own interests. But once he took action, he would have directly beaten the man to death in the mud, and he would not be able to get up. If anyone wanted to blame him, blame him for touching someone he shouldn't have touched.

Feeling a bit hungry, Pei Lang went downstairs to see what Auntie Lin was cooking, but he found the kitchen empty and Auntie Lin was nowhere to be seen. Yan Han followed him downstairs and explained that his father missed him badly and would go to the old house to have dinner with him tonight, and Pei Lang wanted to go with him.

It was a last-minute notification, so Pei Lang had no preparation. The first time he went, he was attending a wedding banquet and did not prepare a gift. It would be too rude to leave empty-handed this time.

Pei Lang, who was about to prepare a gift, was stopped by Yan Han, who told him that it would be enough for him to just show up, as he had already prepared the gift.