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

Upon hearing this, Shang Shi's eyes flashed with an unusually bright light.

He blinked but didn't say anything.

Actually, I really wanted to refute my brother's words, but... in my heart, I didn't really want to refute them.

Because Jiang Xiyu is really, really good-looking, even her cold smile is so beautiful.

Having grown up so much, this was the first time Shang Shi had ever been attracted to someone's appearance.

The main reason is that after kissing, I became even more curious.

Every time she wears a shirt and formal attire, she appears aloof and unapproachable, like a flower on a high mountain. She is clearly a beauty, yet she has a mouth and a fiery temper.

A treasure-obsessed beauty?

The contrast is mesmerizing.

Shang Shi chuckled.

Tsk, I'm afraid I can't keep this face today.

I wonder if that brat's suggestion will work.

Never mind, let's give it a try.

Shang Shi lowered his gaze, and then, in that posture, slowly leaned closer to Jiang Xiyu.

For the past half minute, Jiang Xiyu had been watching Shang Shi's dog-like appearance, which was a mixture of laughter, distress, and struggle. Finally, as Shang Shi leaned down to get closer to him, Jiang Xiyu's abyss-like black pupils shrank, and his eyes suddenly turned fierce.

He thought that if Shang Shi got any closer, he would smash his head in.

As a result, before he could even raise his fist and realize his fantasy of crushing Shang Shi, reality had already shattered.

Jiang Xiyu's hands were gripped tightly by him, and he couldn't pull them out. He tried several times, and then he tried to kick with his legs, but as expected, his legs were also trapped.

His powerful muscles held him firmly in place, but then, for some unknown reason, the person in front of him suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously and exerted force with both his hands and feet.

Jiang Xiyu was in immediate pain, her face turning pale and then red. Finally, she looked up and gritted her teeth, saying, "Shang! Shi! Do you really want to die today?"

Just as he was preparing to fight to the death, the figure reflected in his pupils grew larger and larger. Then he felt a breath moving to his neck, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Jiang Xiyu trembled with anger, instinctively tilting her head back and craning her neck to get away from him.

But Shang Shi, like a dog that has smelled a bone, came over and sniffed around.

The spray of her breath caused a ticklish sensation, and Jiang Xiyu gasped, "You..."

Shang Shi's voice was low and tinged with an almost imperceptible coldness: "Brother, you have a strange smell about you?"

He sniffed, and the scent unexpectedly entered his nostrils as he drew closer. Shang Shi frowned in disgust, then stepped back thoughtfully: "What is it?"

He neither dislikes nor particularly likes the taste.

Jiang Xiyu said, embarrassed and annoyed, "What smell could I possibly have on me? Let go of me!"

Shang Shi didn't care at all and confirmed to himself, "Oh, it's the smell of omega pheromones."

He was silent for a moment, then lowered his gaze and slowly asked, "Brother, did you spend the whole day with omegas in heat?"

Which omega did she mess around with to get such a strong odor?

Shang Shi waited for a while before forcing a smile at Jiang Xiyu. After a long pause, he said to Jiang Xiyu seriously, "I really don't like this taste."

Oh shit.

It smells awful.

Whether you like it or not is none of my business.

Jiang Xiyu gritted her teeth and, taking advantage of Shang Shi's inattention, completely broke free from his grasp.

Because he used too much force, his back slammed into the door, making a dull thud.

Jiang Xiyu's face was cold, and he felt a tightness in his chest, as if a stone was pressing down on him, making him extremely agitated.

Almost as soon as Shang Shi tried to help him up, he rushed forward, grabbed Shang Shi's collar, and then punched that smiling face with all his might. His hand was numb from the impact afterward.

Shang Shi was knocked to the side by the blow, and his fair face visibly swelled up. Instantly, blood flowed down his broken lip.

He remained in that position for a very long time before mechanically covering his face and turning around. His dark pupils trembled, contracted, and then widened, as if in disbelief.

Upon seeing the blood, Jiang Xiyu realized his impulsiveness and released his grip. He took a few steps back, his breath unsteady, and pointed at the door, coldly saying, "Don't play these pointless games with me anymore, and don't keep testing my limits. You're not a three-year-old anymore, and I don't have the energy to deal with you. If you can't stay here, you can get out right now."

Shang Shi was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face suddenly became somewhat strange, with a twisted stubbornness. He smiled lightly: "Brother, I'm not playing with you."

Jiang Xiyu was too lazy to listen to his rambling. He was already tired after attending the family banquet all day, and then he was frightened by him, which almost made his nerves collapse. But he just wouldn't give up and kept provoking him and challenging his bottom line, which eventually made him completely lose control.

He had indeed intended to teach him a lesson, but now, seeing Shang Shi's handsome face disfigured, a secret sense of guilt arose in his heart, and as the confrontation dragged on, that guilt grew stronger and stronger in his heart.

He needs to take some medicine, otherwise...

So Jiang Xiyu stopped looking at Shang Shi and turned to open the door. Just as he was about to go in, his wrist was once again tightly gripped.

Jiang Xiyu suppressed her dissatisfaction, her gaze turning cold as she stopped and turned to look at him.

Shang Shi stared into his eyes for a while, and the corners of his mouth, which had been turning up, were now pressed straight down by indifference. He stopped smiling, and his expression became unusually stubborn and serious.

He said in a low voice, word by word, "Brother, I've been waiting since daytime, just to confirm one thing with you."

I've been waiting since this morning, all for an answer.

Although his initial purpose in appearing in Jiang Xiyu's sight was not pure, and he even stayed by Jiang Xiyu's side with a playful attitude, after nearly half a month of getting along, he clearly felt a very strange feeling.

He couldn't quite describe the feeling, but he suddenly realized that continuing like this wouldn't make him resentful.

Occasionally, she would bicker with Jiang Xiyu, and every time he came back, no matter how cold his face was, he would bring her her favorite candy. That kind of life was fulfilling and peaceful, and it was really hard to leave it behind.

Especially since he spent every day and night in a place filled with Jiang Xiyu's aura, the longer he stayed, the more pronounced the stirrings in his heart became.

Very strange.

He started by talking nonsense in order to tease Jiang Xiyu. He knew Jiang Xiyu hated that kind of thing, and he thought that if Jiang Xiyu was unhappy, he would be happy.

But that night, he was uncontrollably driven by his pheromones and kissed Jiang Xiyu's face. Instead of feeling disgusted, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

In the days that followed, Shang Shi struggled repeatedly with the contradiction of wanting to see him yet not wanting to see him, and finally succumbed completely to Jiang Xiyu's deliberate avoidance each time.

He was very disappointed.

I feel very disappointed and upset when I can't see Jiang Xiyu.

The feeling was like something was biting my heart, a sour, numb, and dull sensation.

He thought this feeling might also apply to other Alphas, so he went to 'D-night' and accepted the eager glances from those Alphas.

But he couldn't find that unique feeling.

As always, the moment another Alpha mistakes him for an Omega and releases pheromones at him, he will want to kill that person.

But after smelling Jiang Xiyu's pheromones for so long, he not only didn't want to kill him, but he also became soberly immersed in them time and time again, and even accepted Jiang Xiyu treating him like an omega without any qualms.

He wondered why he was doing this.

So, fearing that Jiang Xiyu wouldn't come back tonight, she made up a lame excuse and kept sending him messages. Later, standing in front of the French windows, she saw him return. After thinking for a moment, she turned off the lights and then sat on the sofa waiting for him.

I just want to be sure...

But before that, how could Jiang Xiyu possibly stay with an omega in heat?

Alphas find it difficult to resist the pheromones of omegas during estrus.

so what.

Was he holding that omega in his arms?

Did you kiss him?

Did they do anything else excessive?

With each possibility he considered, the curve of Shang Shi's lips deepened, and the more obvious his smile became, the colder his pupils appeared, as if he were teetering on the edge of losing control.

Shang Shi stared at Jiang Xiyu with hatred, his eyes suddenly turning red.

Jiang Xiyu looked at his tearful eyes, as if he had suffered a great injustice, and her heart softened for a moment. After a long while, she clicked her tongue and said, "What?"

Shang Shi's face darkened: "Isn't everything you're doing now just to make up for what you did? All I want is for you to give me a chance to confirm. If I get the answer I want, I'll disappear immediately."

He thought for a moment, then laughed: "You're getting a great deal, brother. Once I get the answer, we're even."

That tone was so strange.

Just like "cost-effective" isn't an answer.

Jiang Xiyu was stunned.

What is going on here?

Damn it, I'm going crazy.

He really owes this ancestor a debt.

Faced with Shang Shi's intensely eager gaze, Jiang Xiyu gave in, finally suppressing her impatience and resignedly asking, "What exactly do you want to confirm?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a powerful force suddenly grabbed his shoulder, and the immense force propelled him to the side.

Before Jiang Xiyu could react, someone grabbed her tie and pushed her against the wall.

Before he could even utter his curses, someone silenced him with a kiss.