Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Lu Xingye's mother was only allowed to return from abroad after his treatment was completed.

She stormed into the cage she had once sworn she would never return to.

The moment he saw Lu Zhengnian, he pressed a knife against Lu's neck without any mercy.

The blade was so sharp that blood was drawn almost immediately.

Mr. Lu stopped those who wanted to step forward to stop him and ordered them all to leave.

The study door closed. Lu's mother didn't want to say a single unnecessary word to this man and asked him directly where Lu Xingye was.

Mr. Lu spoke in a normal tone, only saying that she had not educated her child well.

So he took action.

The moment the reconstructed Lu Xingye appeared in the study, Lu's mother's hands trembled uncontrollably.

With a clang, the knife fell to the ground, making a piercing sound.

Before coming, Lu's mother had considered what changes Lu Xingye might undergo.

Unexpectedly, he had lost so much weight, his eyes and brows were tired and dull, his features were sharp to the point of being cold, and his expression was so calm that no one could see any emotion in him.

Lu's mother hurriedly stepped forward, worried that he might be feeling unwell, and asked him all sorts of questions, but Lu Xingye remained silent.

Her eyes immediately welled up with tears of heartache, and the phone call Lu Xingye had made to her flashed through her mind. He had casually told her that he was dating Jiang Xiyu.

Although Lu's mother was shocked and found it hard to accept, none of that could outweigh the heartache she felt upon seeing Lu Xingye in this state.

She vaguely guessed that Lu's father had done something to him. Looking at Lu Xingye's indifferent expression, all the worries that had been building up in Lu's mother's heart instantly turned into tears.

She trembled as she stroked Lu Xingye's cold face, as if she were stroking the little life she had painstakingly brought into the world prematurely.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go home with Mom."

"It's okay, it's okay. It doesn't matter who you like, Mom won't object. Please don't stay silent, okay?"

"Say something to your mother..."

She suddenly began to hate herself, to hate her powerlessness.

She thought she had escaped a twisted marriage and could even give her child freedom.

Stranded abroad, anxious and desperate, yet with no one to turn to.

She finally understood that in the face of power, it was all just a joke.

How ridiculous.

She worked desperately, hoping that she would have the ability to prevent her child from returning to this cage.

But he was still locked up.

Even being locked up for just a minute or a second made her feel so heartbroken she could hardly breathe.

She deeply regretted her past actions, wondering why she hadn't been ruthless enough.

She should have ruthlessly stabbed herself and Lu Zhengnian with a knife when ending the marriage, so that her child could gain true freedom.

Instead of what we are like now, seemingly free, but in reality, the kite string is forever tangled in a cage.

She doesn't need cold, impersonal children, nor does she need emotionless machines.

All she wanted was for her child to live a happy, joyful, and fulfilling life, just like any other child.

But now, she keenly realizes that happiness, joy, and bliss seem to be drifting far away from Lu Xingye.

She was perfectly fine on her birthday.

Why do my eyes seem to have lost their light now?

Lu Xingye seemed completely unaware, and after saying that nothing was wrong, he walked out of the study.

The study returned to silence, the elegant and cold exterior concealing the resentment and anger that had just occurred, as if it had never happened, except for the blood slowly flowing down her neck.

The butler wanted to call a doctor to bandage him, but was stopped.

He sat back down at his desk, flipped through many pages of documents, and finally picked up Lu Xingye's final monitoring report.

the other side.

Lu Xingye and his mother returned to the villa.

Lu's mother tried to say a few more words to him, but he silently refused.

He went upstairs alone, returned to his room, and took care of some things.

When she saw the vase on the bedside table while dealing with the rest of the matter, she frowned slightly.

Without the owner's careful care, the flower had long since become rotten and withered.

Without his orders, the servants dared not enter his room to clean.

So these withered flowers have been preserved to this day.

As if it had endured an extremely harsh winter, it had lost all vitality as time passed.

Jasmine and roses are no longer beautiful and bright, nor are they full of vitality.

This was the first time Lu Xingye had ever seen a withered flower.

He stared at it silently for a few seconds, then walked over and threw the withered flower branch into the trash can.

After he finished everything, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out, the bedroom was unusually cold. He sat on the sofa for a while, and after his hair stopped dripping, he moved his numb legs and walked to the bedside, lay down on the bed, and covered himself with the blanket.

Lu Xingye slept very soundly and didn't wake up until the next morning.

He had a splitting headache. When he came downstairs, his mother saw that he was pale and quickly went up to touch his forehead with the back of her hand.

As expected, Lu Xingye developed a fever.

Mrs. Lu hurriedly called the doctor, and chaos ensued in the villa.

Lu Xingye sat on the sofa with cold hands and feet. After breakfast, he had to take medicine and get an IV drip. By the time everything was over, it was almost noon.

Lu's mother sat cautiously beside him, hesitating several times as if she wanted to say something.

Lu Xingye lowered his eyelids as if looking at his phone. After a while, he finally looked up at his mother.

It was as if they were asking her what was wrong.

After a moment's hesitation, Lu's mother finally made up her mind and asked, "You and...you and Xi Yu..."

Actually, she probably already knew most of the information from the housekeeper. It was Xi Yu who had a crush on her son, and then her son was won over. The two started dating, but later, due to the intervention of Lu's father, Xi Yu left, and Lu Xingye was brought back to the Lu residence.

As for why Xi Yu left, Lu's mother thought about the reasons. Perhaps she was afraid that Lu would not agree, or perhaps she was worried about something else.

If it had happened when she first found out, she definitely wouldn't have been able to accept it immediately, and it's no wonder that the child was so fixated on it.

But now, she feels that her son is too unhappy, and compared to her child's unhappiness, she has nothing she can't accept.

Besides, she had watched Xi Yu grow up, and compared to handing her own son over to someone else, it seemed more appropriate to entrust him to Xi Yu.

I just don't know what the situation is between the two of them now.

Since returning, Xingye has acted as if nothing happened and hasn't mentioned it at all.

As for Xi Yu, she hasn't asked her yet.

The only message on her phone was the last one he sent her. It didn't contain anything special; it just said he was going back to his hometown to visit.

Mrs. Lu sighed, took out her phone, and found Jiang Xiyu's number.

Lu Xingye remained silent and did not react much after hearing the name.

Her slender, fair hands had increasingly prominent knuckles. For some reason, tiny drops of blood started oozing from the spot where the IV needle had been removed after the IV drip.

The dial tone was long and somewhat dazed, no longer the cold, impersonal female voice.

After a long while, the call was connected...

In an instant, Lu Xingye began to experience tinnitus. The sound grew increasingly shrill, as if it were trying to block out all his hearing. The forgotten pain surged back, making it difficult for him to breathe, and a feeling of suffocation overwhelmed him.

Nevertheless, his expression was calmer than ever before.

A very soft, almost imperceptible sob rang out.

He closed his gradually blurring vision, almost without realizing it.

"Aunt……"