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

As the young man spoke, his snow-white skin suddenly flushed with a vibrant color, his red lips and white teeth exuding an irresistible allure, as well as a pitiful, coquettish air.

It's obvious he mistook someone for someone else.

Shen Jingtan lowered her eyes, her expression calming down.

Seeing that the young man seemed to want to take his arm, he immediately took a half step back to create some distance.

Shen Jingtan realized something from that form of address and the sudden silence on the phone.

He calmly reminded her, "You've mistaken me for someone else."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone call was disconnected.

His voice was very low and steady, like snowflakes falling on a cassette tape. When he played it, the man's tone was mixed with a cold and distant feeling.

But while it sounded nice, it wasn't Shen Xiushu's voice.

In an instant, the atmosphere reached freezing point.

Jiang Xiyu's heart sank, and her hand froze in mid-air, unsure of how to react.

He remained in that position for a while, and finally apologized to the person in front of him, feeling somewhat embarrassed and ashamed.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I thought you were..."

"I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry." Jiang Xiyu lowered her head and apologized, her ears turning completely red with shame.

He deliberately moved a distance away, his mind wandering through a jumble of thoughts.

If this 'Mr. Shen' is not Shen Xiushu, then who is he?

The people at the banquet treated him with utmost respect, and now he was being so disrespectful.

Jiang Xiyu's palms were sweating slightly. Just as he was nervously wondering how to start the conversation, a cool breeze suddenly swept past him.

As the man passed by him, he seemed to give a very low "hmm".

Then, as the footsteps faded into the distance, the surroundings gradually quieted down.

Jiang Xiyu came to her senses and slowly turned around. The man's figure had disappeared, as had the bodyguards who were guarding the corridor.

It was as if this whole blunder was just his illusion, and all the offenses seemed to have never happened.

Jiang Xiyu lowered his eyes and stood there thoughtfully.

He didn't move until his phone vibrated.

The call was from Shen Xiushu.

He waited for the phone to vibrate a few times before putting it to his ear to answer.

"where?"

The short, deep voice on the phone sounded different from the man's voice just now.

Jiang Xiyu knew she had made a mistake and didn't intend to hide it. She stammered, "I was attending a banquet, but I think I mistook someone for someone else."

His tone was somewhat annoyed, but his eyes remained largely unmoved.

Shen Xiushu paused for a moment before slowly saying, "Have your agent take you home. I'll come over tonight."

Jiang Xiyu couldn't contain her surprise and asked, "Really?"

"Ah."

Jiang Xiyu wanted to say something more, but then she heard her assistant's voice coming from the other end of the phone, seemingly reminding Shen Xiushu to start a meeting.

Jiang Xiyu pursed her lips and considerately ended the conversation.

After hanging up the phone, he returned to the banquet hall.

The agent had already received a call from Shen Xiushu's assistant. Now that he had returned, he could only apologize to the other people who rushed up to talk to Jiang Xiyu.

"Young Master Shen asked me to take you back; he's already made arrangements over there."

Jiang Xiyu nodded.

When leaving the venue, bodyguards stood at the door checking cell phones.

This dinner was no secret, so there was no need to sign a confidentiality agreement.

But perhaps because of someone's attendance, this rule was added to ensure that the photos wouldn't be leaked.

After the two of them finished the examination together and got into the car, Jiang Xiyu asked curiously, "Who is that Mr. Shen that those people were calling out for?"

The agent shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

She hadn't met him before, but he must be a very important person.

So Jiang Xiyu changed the question again, saying, "What does that Mr. Shen look like?"

The agent recalled the fleeting glimpse she had caught, then shook her head; she couldn't describe it.

Simply saying someone is good-looking feels like a desecration of that kind of person.

Jiang Xiyu didn't ask any more questions. He leaned back in his seat and stared at the bustling night view outside.

The image of the sandalwood bracelet on that man's wrist seemed to reappear in my mind.

He was too hasty; he shouldn't have admitted his mistake.

Jiang Xiyu suddenly felt a sense of disgust towards this face-blind man and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"Young Master Shen will be seeing you soon," the agent reminded him.

Shen Xiushu disliked Jiang Xiyu smoking, so every time Jiang Xiyu finished smoking, he would wash himself.

However, he just wants to smoke right now.

Jiang Xiyu lowered his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at his agent, and said softly, "He won't come so soon. I'll handle it after I finish my cigarette."

Few people can resist that pleading, obedient posture.

The agent sighed in resignation, then took out a cigarette from his bag and handed it to him.

Jiang Xiyu lowered the glass slightly, and as the evening breeze blew in, his hair was blown back, and his face turned pale.

After lighting his cigarette and taking two puffs, he leaned back in his chair, the graceful curve of his neck as he exhaled smoke adding a touch of decadent beauty to the scene.

The alternation of smoke and oxygen in the lungs creates a numbing sensation that is truly addictive.

Jiang Xiyu closed her eyes briefly.

His long fingers, resting on the car window, held a cigarette. The tiny ember burned brightly in the wind, and the smoke was torn apart by the wind into the night before it could even appear.

Jiang Xiyu simply leaned against the car window. As white mist slowly spilled from his lips, his eyes were coldly half-open, appearing even deeper than the night outside. However, while the night had stars, his eyes were empty, as if there was nothing there.

So beautiful.

The agent looked at the scene and felt a mix of emotions.

She has to admit that this person is the best-looking one she has ever worked with in all her years in the industry.

At first she was a little reluctant, but later she realized that this person really deserved to be in the spotlight, because as long as he appeared on screen, countless people would be willing to pay for his services.

Even Young Master Shen has poured countless resources into him.

No wonder he likes him; who wouldn't like someone like that?

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the underground parking garage.

Jiang Xiyu put on her mask and went straight back to her apartment. After taking a thorough shower, she felt that she no longer smelled of smoke before coming out of the bathroom.

Just as I walked into the living room, the apartment's keypad lock beeped, and the door was opened.