Chapter 6: I can't tell he's a sneak

The sky was dotted with stars, and the evening breeze, carrying the scent of osmanthus, blew warmly on Pei Lang's face, blowing away the depression in his chest. It was like a stone that had been pressing on his heart for many years was finally removed, and he could breathe freely and easily.

If there is a problem with the character setting of one of the protagonists, Pei Lang wonders whether the original owner's actions are still the same as in the original novel, or if there is another hidden story. Suddenly, he felt a little sorry for the original owner's experience. However, everything will be fine.

Pei Lang comforted himself and walked forward. His face was burning with pain. The slap from the angry man was quite strong. His face was white, tender and delicate. After this slap, four red finger marks were left on his cheeks. It was obvious that the cheeks on both sides were different in size. On the way back to the villa, he bought some anti-edema medicine and applied it. When he got home, Yan Han was in the living room.

Without an assistant or servant, the man was drinking coffee and reading a book. He didn't even raise his head when he heard Pei Lang's footsteps. If the little man on his shoulder hadn't frowned at Pei Lang, he would have thought that he was concentrating and didn't notice.

I have just arrived in a strange world, and this is the only place I can stay. I am the only owner of this villa, so I have to hold on to him tightly and build a good relationship with him.

"It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Pei Lang walked over naturally and asked politely. "Can I sit across from you?"

According to the contract, Pei Lang's activities in the villa were limited to the area from the front door to his room and the kitchen. He needed permission to go anywhere else. It was obvious that Yan Han didn't like the original owner.

The man raised his head. "This is a one-time exception." His eyes swept across Pei Lang's face and then looked away.

She's quite good at pretending. Look at that proud little face. I really want to rub it.

Of course it wasn't an icy face, it was a miniature version of Yan Han on his shoulder, with big eyes and a lively expression. Pei Lang, who had always been unable to resist cute things, now had a kind expression. This look made the man puzzled. A cold look came over, and Pei Lang looked away awkwardly. "Mr. Yan, can I ask you a question?"

Yan Han lowered his head to read, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Pei Lang climbed up the pole. "You are Yan Xiuyuan's uncle, you should know him, what kind of person is he?"

Pei Ziqing's character collapsed, and Pei Lang wondered if Yan Xiuyuan's character had also collapsed.

"He's the man you'll never get." Yan Han replied.

Pei Lang smiled, why should he be so direct? "Haha~~ That's right, after all, we are not people of the same level."

When it comes to Yan Xiuyuan, the little man on his shoulder is very disgusted. Maybe, maybe, their uncle-nephew relationship is not good. Pei Lang exudes a strong smell of medicine, which Yan Han doesn't like. The little man on his shoulder covers his mouth and nose and fans the air in front of him, but this is only Yan Han's inner world. Even if the little man almost breaks his arm, it will be useless. "Give up, they are going to get engaged, you have no chance, don't embarrass yourself."

"Boss Yan, we are now in a cooperative relationship, and we are helping each other. You probably don't want your father to know about our contract, right?" Pei Lang said with a smile. Yan Han sneered, and the sense of oppression almost bent Pei Lang's spine.

"Who gave you the courage to threaten me?" Pei Lang was a little breathless. Don't ignore the fact that he is a big boss just because he is lively inside. This person is someone he can't afford to offend. Originally, the two of them agreed not to interfere with each other, but he actually said such a stupid thing.

"Mr. Yan, you misunderstood. We are protecting each other's contract and secrets. We are in a cooperative relationship. You are so suave, handsome, mature and charming, the dream lover of many boys and girls, and the most powerful boss in the industry. How can I threaten you?"

"Speak human language." Yan Han was not happy with the flattery and interrupted it directly.

"What I mean is that I am alone and have no relatives. How pitiful. Since we are partners, I wonder if Mr. Yan can help me out occasionally."

A small favor? I'm afraid it's not a small favor. Greedy! Thinking he had seen through Pei Lang's thoughts, Yan Han wanted to see what words would come out of his mouth. "For example?"

"For example, please help me check how much money I have in my name. You know I have a bad brain and memory, and it would be stupid for me to go to the bank to check it myself, so I would like to ask Mr. Yan to help me."

"?" Yan Han stared at Pei Lang. The expression on the little man on his shoulder seemed to be saying: Tiezi, are you serious?

I thought Pei Lang would make excessive demands, but such a request was really unexpected. "No need to check, all your property is in your mobile phone software."

"What? Then I'm going to be broke." Pei Lang couldn't believe it. There was only more than 10,000 yuan left in the software on his phone. Yan Han didn't know that he had lied to him about this. This body was of poor quality and couldn't achieve the effect he wanted. Not to mention whether there was a chance to film a movie, with this body quality, he was not good enough to enter the entertainment industry. Pei Lang suddenly became worried and finally came to a conclusion. "It seems that I have to find a way to make money."

And fitness. This body has a normal skeleton, but no muscles. When I think of my previous body, it was very fit. As an actor who knows martial arts, the fight scenes are exciting to watch. If I use this body, I'm afraid I'll be out of breath after a few hits. Therefore, I won't consider filming until my physical fitness is up to standard. In the meantime, I have to make money to make ends meet.

I thought the lion would take the opportunity to ask for a large sum of money, but it turned out that he was the one who came up with the solution himself.

Yan Han was a little confused about the person in front of him.

Pei Lang was thinking seriously, but suddenly he was interrupted by hunger. He then remembered that he hadn't eaten for several hours. "Forget it, only when I'm full can I have the energy to think of ways to make money."

Having said that, he suddenly got up and went to the kitchen.

"Wait." Yan Han called out, and Pei Lang turned around. "My kitchen, are you coming in and out too casually? There is no clause in the contract about providing meals."

"Boss Yan." I never knew you were such a miser. "You know I'm going to be broke. If you don't finish your food, it will go bad. If it goes bad, you have to deal with it. How about I treat it as eating it in advance? When I make a lot of money in the future, I'll pay you double, okay?"

"I didn't eat tonight." Yan Han looked serious as if he was talking about business. Pei Lang didn't react to the meaning of this sentence for a while. The little man on his shoulder touched his belly with a resentful look on his face, and Pei Lang understood.

Little guy, if you want to eat, just say it directly, why beat around the bush. "I'll make it right away, thank you, President Yan, for giving me a meal." The look of President Yan eating scrambled eggs with tomatoes was still vivid in Pei Lang's mind, and he decided to make it again today. He found the noodles and ingredients and decided to make tomato and egg noodles. Pei Lang entered the kitchen, and Yan Han, with a serious but sneaky look, took out his phone, turned on the front camera function, and carefully checked his face. He was still handsome, and still had the aloof look of a domineering president. He really couldn't understand what Pei Lang meant by the kind look he gave the child.

Half an hour later, two bowls of noodles came out of the pot. Pei Lang first brought them out and placed them on the dining table, then went into the kitchen to get chili oil. He didn't know if Yan Han could eat spicy food, so he packed the chili separately and added it according to his taste.

Taking this opportunity, Yan Han took a photo and sent it to Su Jia, saying that this was the summer sunset he was looking for, and he should be smarter in the future. As an assistant, he should reply to his boss's message immediately. Before Yan Han sent the rest of his message, Su Jia replied first.

Su Jia: Tomato and egg noodles? Why would the boss eat this?

Yan Han:?

Tomato egg noodles? Not a summer sunset? Yan Han narrowed his eyes.

The boss's question mark made Su Jia panic, thinking that Yan Han meant that his assistant was too negligent and did not arrange dinner properly, so the boss was so hungry that he could only eat this kind of food. After all, this was not a high-end ingredient.

Su Jia: Sorry, boss. I will arrange dinner right away.

Yan Han: No need.

Yan Han checked online and found out that this thing was very common. It turned out not to be a summer sunset glow. No wonder the people in the hotel didn't know about it. Thinking about what he said in the hotel, it was really stupid. If Su Jia knew that the summer sunset glow he was talking about was this thing, his lofty image as a boss would be destroyed.

No, I have to do something, otherwise I won't feel at ease. Then, Yan Han sent another message to Su Jia.

Yan Han: Forget everything about today, otherwise, forget about your salary this month.

While the Sujia people were sitting at home, disaster came from the sky.

It was clearly the boss who said he had no appetite and didn't want to eat that night. This boss was too difficult to serve, he was done with it. Su Jia, who had been lying in bed and reading gossip on his phone, got up from the bed and expressed his dissatisfaction. His boss usually punished him for no apparent reason and gave him rewards that were also confusing. After all these years, his treatment was not bad. Thinking about it carefully, the boss was not a bad person.

After Su Jia smoothed his hair, he slowly lay down again.

When Pei Lang came out, he saw the villain on Yan Han's shoulder staring at him with deep hatred, while Yan Han himself had daggers in his eyes, which made Pei Lang feel very uncomfortable.

What happened? Did he know that my portion was larger than his? Did he realize that I ate more and was at a loss? No, this little bit of food was nothing to him.

If you say that others are full of drama, then Pei Lang is no exception. On the surface, he appears to be gentle and lazy, but in his heart, he is a fool who loves to think. "Well, Mr. Yan, do you want some chili?"

Pei Lang pushed the small bowl over, but Yan Han didn't add anything. As for eating, Yan Han just wanted to survive. He was used to eating delicacies from land and sea since he was a child, so he had no desire to eat. However, the small fried tomato and egg aroused his appetite. The fragrance of this thing was like a small hook, which made him temporarily put aside his hatred for Pei Lang's teasing and picked up the chopsticks to eat elegantly.

He didn't touch the noodles below and only ate the vegetables.

Quite a picky eater.

Pei Lang smiled, added chili peppers himself, and started eating. His portion was larger than Yan Han's, and he was very satisfied. Yan Han never dreamed that one day he would sit at the same table with this notorious person and eat in such harmony. It was really rare to see such a thing.

Pei Lang wanted to eat more, but then he realized that his face hurt when he ate, so he had to chew slowly. When he finished his big portion, Yan Han had already left the table. Pei Lang washed the dishes and went back to his room to take a shower and change clothes. Thinking about making money, he looked at various part-time jobs on the Internet, but found no reliable ones in the middle of the night. If he had known that the original owner was so poor, he should not have bought so many things to renovate the room. Now that he thought about it, pink and purple were not unacceptable to him.

Pei Lang was thinking so much that he didn't even know when he fell asleep.