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

Because of the accident and the delay in changing vehicles, Shen Jingtan picked up Old Madam Shen later than originally planned.

Shen Jingtan is a very punctual person. When the old lady saw that he was late for the first time, she smiled with surprise and said, "I told you that if you are busy, you don't need to come and pick me up in person."

The old lady is seventy-three years old this year and is very well-preserved. In her youth, she was a famous beauty in Hong Kong. Although time has left its mark on her face, those marks are not enough to diminish her bone structure, and even add a touch of compassion to her eyes.

Shen Jingtan is very much like her. After losing her eldest son, the old lady doted on and cared for her youngest son even more.

Unfortunately, Shen Jingtan's personality is too much like his father's. When he was young, he followed his elders and plunged into the political arena. Now that he is over thirty, he still doesn't have a considerate person by his side.

Especially after Shen Jingtan resigned from politics, the old lady felt that her son had become devoid of emotions and desires.

So even though Shen Jingtan is this old, the old lady still habitually worries about him.

As for her mother, Shen Jingtan smiled, a rare occurrence for her: "Something happened on the way."

"What happened?"

The old lady asked a question.

He Qingyuan, who was driving, explained the rear-end collision.

Worry welled up on the old lady's face.

Shen Jingtan reassured her that she was fine.

The old lady added, "There are too many drivers who don't follow the rules on the road these days. You should go out with more people."

When Shen Jingtan usually goes out, there are at least several cars in front of and behind her.

When Shen Jingtan came to pick someone up today, she didn't bring so many people with her, but who would have thought this would happen.

He Qingyuan took the business card from the other driver and handed it to Shen Jingtan, but Shen Jingtan didn't look at it.

He only heard the other person's name from He Qingyuan.

He Qingyuan asked him if he wanted to investigate.

Shen Jingtan declined without much concern at the time.

It wasn't until he saw the person through the car window that he realized both incidents were caused by the same person.

Shen Jingtan didn't take the other party's sudden approach seriously last time.

He was always gentle and forgiving towards outsiders, and the same was true for the younger generation in his family. So when Shen Xiushu called to explain later, he didn't say much.

However, Shen Xiushu's explanation that his mistress suffered from prosopagnosia left a slight impression on Shen Jingtan.

For someone like Shen Jingtan, the more times an interlude occurs, the less favorable the impression it leaves. It was precisely because of this unfavorable impression that Shen Jingtan quietly remembered the name of the interlude this time.

Or perhaps it's the name of his nephew's mistress.

Just then, the old lady next to me asked about Shen Xiushu.

Shen Jingtan replied calmly, "You'll see when we get back."

The old lady also really liked this grandson.

Unlike other wealthy families where infighting is common, their family relationships are harmonious because of the deep love between Mrs. Shen and Mr. Shen.

The old lady can't pressure her own son to get married, but she can still look forward to her grandson's marriage.

He instructed Shen Jingtan, the chairman of the company, not to assign too much work to Shen Xiushu, lest Shen Xiushu follow in his footsteps and become a monk, detached from worldly desires.

Shen Jingtan listened noncommittally, leaning back in her chair with a calm expression.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the Shen residence, where a family banquet had been prepared, and the collateral relatives spontaneously stood at the door to wait.

After the old lady got out of the car, Shen's mother and the other women couldn't wait to surround her and exchange pleasantries.

The other men, regardless of age, stood aside and greeted Shen Jingtan as she entered.

Shen Jingtan nodded as a greeting.

Only after Shen Xiushu helped Shen's mother to sit at the main table did Shen Jingtan signal the start of the family banquet.

The old lady liked large, lively groups of people, but Shen Jingtan didn't really like them.

However, if a younger person toasts him, he will respond gently.

Most of the people present were very good at reading people's expressions.

The children from the collateral branches were naturally lively, calling Grandma Shen "Grandma" and "Grandma" repeatedly. They didn't stop them, but whenever they showed any sign of dancing in front of Shen Jingtan, their parents would immediately stand up and scold them, forbidding them from behaving inappropriately.

The atmosphere wasn't exactly cold, but it wasn't excessively hot either.

After the family dinner, Shen Jingtan went to the study alone.

……

Jiang Xiyu missed a flight and arrived in Suzhou at 10 p.m. after rebooking.

However, he was still preoccupied with the rear-end collision, so after quickly tidying up, he made a phone call to Shen Xiushu's secretary.

At that time, Shen Xiushu was sitting in Shen Jingtan's study, enjoying tea.

The secretary then called to explain the reason.

Shen Xiushu frowned, took the phone, and went to the balcony.

Upon hearing his voice, Jiang Xiyu weakly called out, "A-Shu..."

"I think I've messed up again."

The clear, melodious voice that came through the phone had a unique quality to it.

Perhaps it was because he had been drinking, but upon hearing what sounded like a 'coquettish' remark, Shen Xiushu's throat bobbed for a moment, and he said that Jiang Xiyu's voice was too soft and he hadn't heard it clearly.

Then the voice on the other end got louder, saying that they had caused trouble.

Shen Xiushu casually asked, "What trouble did you get into?"

Jiang Xiyu then told Shen Xiushu about how she had been involved in a rear-end collision at the airport that day while trying to avoid stalkers.

Shen Xiushu said with some helplessness, "The insurance company will help you sort these things out."

"I'm afraid it won't be enough to cover the cost," Jiang Xiyu said somewhat embarrassedly. "That license plate number looks very expensive."

He crashed into a Maybach with consecutive yellow license plates.

"..."

Shen Xiushu asked about the license plate again, and suddenly remembered that there was indeed such a car at home.

The main value lies in the license plate; very few people in Shanghai possess one.

Shen Xiushu narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

His silence made Jiang Xiyu on the other end of the phone uneasy.

After a long while, Jiang Xiyu whispered and called out "Ashu" again.

He lowered his stance and said some flattering things.

Shen Xiushu listened quietly for a while and then agreed to help him handle it.

Jiang Xiyu was then happy and reminded him to take good care of himself while he was away.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Xiushu turned around and saw that Shen Jingtan had come out at some point.

He seemed to have been sitting for quite a while; the tea in his hand had gone cold, and the sandalwood bracelet on his wrist gleamed with a deep luster in the light.

Seeing him look over, Shen Jingtan abruptly put down her teacup without drinking the tea.

"Uncle, you've been rear-ended."