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

When the plane landed at Haishi Airport, Shen Xiushu's assistant was already waiting outside the VIP building.

Jiang Xiyu was surprised that Shen Xiushu would send someone to pick her up. After getting into the car, she found that it did not go directly to the apartment, but instead headed towards the CBD.

The Hengyue Group, owned by the Shen family, is located in the heart of the CBD, where land is incredibly valuable. It is said that the building was constructed by Huajian Fourth Engineering Bureau. The towering building has now become a landmark and a symbol of Shanghai.

The car was parked not far from the Hengyue Group building. Even though Jiang Xiyu was sitting in the car, he could still feel the oppressive sense of sophisticated self-interest of the business circle's capital.

The secretary told him to wait in the car for a moment.

Jiang Xiyu raised an eyebrow, realizing that this was Shen Xiushu's intention.

He was tired from rushing to catch his flight, so he simply leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Half an hour later, the car door was opened.

When Jiang Xiyu opened her eyes, she met Shen Xiushu's gaze.

It had been more than two months since I last saw him. The man was still dressed in a suit and hadn't changed at all, but Jiang Xiyu's hair had grown longer and she seemed to have lost some weight.

Shen Xiushu paused for a moment, then sat down without changing his expression.

Jiang Xiyu only realized what was happening when the car door was closed, and called out to him with a smile on her face.

Because he had just taken a nap, his voice sounded a little soft and hoarse.

Shen Xiushu nodded, noticing the weariness in his eyes, and casually asked, "Have you been waiting long?"

Jiang Xiyu straightened up, moved her sore neck, and said, "No."

Shen Xiushu gave a low "hmm".

The two remained silent, and the atmosphere in the car was quiet and eerie.

Jiang Xiyu thought for a moment and then asked him, "Where are we going?"

This direction is not towards the apartment.

Shen Xiushu said calmly, "Let's go eat."

Jiang Xiyu was somewhat surprised: "Just the two of us?"

Hearing the other person's tone of surprise, Shen Xiushu looked up at him: "Otherwise?"

Jiang Xiyu gave him a slight smile.

In fact, the two rarely ate out alone. More often, Jiang Xiyu would cook for him at the apartment. Since Shen Xiushu only went there occasionally, Jiang Xiyu specially learned a lot for him after winning his heart, in order to satisfy his appetite.

To be honest, Shen Xiushu was indeed a very good financial backer.

He is very well-mannered and has a gentlemanly demeanor.

Shen Xiushu did not ask Jiang Xiyu to do anything excessive. On the contrary, Jiang Xiyu caused him a lot of trouble, especially in the last few months.

The young man's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked away somewhat embarrassed.

The sky over the city was exceptionally beautiful as dusk approached. The young man's profile was gentle, and as the shadows outside the window swept by, he looked handsome and docile in every frame.

As Shen Xiushu observed this posture, his gaze unconsciously deepened.

In those fleeting shadows, he thought of the messages the young man had sent him every single day.

Each one is so cute, and when paired with the cat's expression, it's as if you can hear the tone of voice they're speaking right next to you.

Shen Xiushu did not reply, but he did not miss a single message.

After an unknown amount of time, the car arrived at a mansion on the outskirts of the sea.

The place offers a high degree of privacy and has an elegant style. Jiang Xiyu habitually wears a mask, and as soon as she enters, she feels that everything is poetic and picturesque.

A servant led them into a private room, and when it came time to order, Shen Xiushu let him order.

Knowing someone's tastes well, Jiang Xiyu silently ordered all the dishes on the menu that suited him.

When the dishes were served, Shen Xiushu gave Jiang Xiyu a meaningful look.

Seeing him looking at her, Jiang Xiyu pretended not to know and asked, "What's wrong? Did I order something wrong?"

Shen Xiushu raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

What's wrong?

It's simply too good.

The idea of ​​having a little lover is also very appealing.

Shen Xiushu, who originally had little appetite, started eating.

During the meal, the two barely spoke; the only noise in the private room was the clinking of bowls and chopsticks.

After putting down his chopsticks, Shen Xiushu took the initiative to ask Jiang Xiyu how she was doing in Suzhou.

Every day was spent practicing fight scenes with the action director, which was both tedious and tiring.

At first, Jiang Xiyu couldn't adapt at all. After practicing for only a few days, she was covered in bruises and bumps. But despite the exhaustion, she felt a great sense of accomplishment once she mastered the skills.

Jiang Xiyu spoke truthfully, her facial expressions mirroring his words, sometimes sorrowful, sometimes proud.

After he finished speaking, Shen Xiushu's face remained expressionless.

However, after hearing about Jiang Xiyu's bruises and sprains, he frowned.

"Your agent told me that this wasn't the script she chose for you."

Jiang Xiyu smiled and replied, "I chose it myself. I think the script is very good."

Shen Xiushu curled his lips slightly, seemingly with some disdain.

The gist of it is that he brought trouble upon himself.

Jiang Xiyu pretended not to see him and chatted with him for another ten minutes or so. When she saw that they had almost finished eating, she got up and went to the restroom.

The bathroom has a warm color scheme and is filled with a light and pleasant scent of incense.

Jiang Xiyu felt her face was burning after drinking some alcohol.

He simply turned on the tap and washed his face, and when he looked up, water droplets got into his eyes.

The young man in the mirror had red lips and white teeth, and his slender features were delicate and beautiful.

A white V-neck satin shirt accentuated his long neck and sexy collarbone. The hem was tucked into his suit trousers, making his waist extremely slender. Perhaps because he had washed his face, the young man's complexion appeared even paler. His wet eyelashes trembled, revealing an inexplicable, broken desire.

I look beautiful in the mirror.

Jiang Xiyu blinked before his vision cleared. He noticed that the ends of his hair were also a little wet. He rubbed his wrist to remove the hair tie and, with his head bowed, used his finger bones as a comb to gather his long hair behind his head. While tying his hair up, he still didn't notice the person behind him.

When he finished tying his hair up casually, he looked up at the mirror and was immediately met with a pair of calm, dark eyes.

The man stood there quietly, wearing a purple shirt and black vest. He had a reserved and elegant demeanor, and his aura was calm and aloof. He was very charming, but after looking at him for a while, he also gave people an undeniable sense of pressure.

Jiang Xiyu felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but before he could figure it out, he realized who it was.

The man moved slightly and then walked towards the sink.

Jiang Xiyu then realized that she was standing in a lot of space, and quietly moved to the side a little.

Shen Jingtan simply swept the area lightly and walked to the sink.

When standing next to the person next to her, Jiang Xiyu noticed that he was taller than her. The vest accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the folds in his shirt were strangely attractive with every movement.

Until the man's sleeve was rolled up at his wrist, revealing the sandalwood on his left wrist bone.

Jiang Xiyu's pupils suddenly contracted.

Jiang Xiyu's heart skipped a beat at the sight of this thing and its aura.

Successful people usually wear expensive watches on their wrists, but Jiang Xiyu noticed one that wore a long string of sandalwood beads.

That was Shen Xiushu's uncle.

He is also known as 'Mr. Shen' by many people.

Jiang Xiyu silently raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at herself uncertainly in the mirror.

The man's hands were long and strong, with distinct joints and slightly raised veins on the back of his hands. The long sandalwood bracelet on his wrist shone with nobility and mystery, like a black pearl.

Jiang Xiyu felt a little nervous when she recalled her previous offense.

The sound of water masked their slightly hurried breathing.

However, Shen Jingtan acted as if she hadn't seen him at all, and quickly stood to the side and washed her hands.

When the sound of water stopped, he slowly raised his eyelids and looked at the obviously reserved young man in the mirror.

In an instant, their eyes met as if they were looking at each other in a mirror.

One was stunned, the other remained calm.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't make out the details, but for some reason felt that the other person's features had a solitary, storied beauty.

He glanced at it and immediately lowered his head, not daring to overstep his bounds.

He also felt that the other person definitely didn't remember him.

From Shen Jingtan's perspective, all he could see was a loose strand of hair falling lazily beside his face. Under the light, his black hair and fair skin were striking, and he looked obedient with his head lowered, though his eyelashes trembled nervously.

Seemingly sensing the other party's suspicion, Shen Jingtan's eyes darkened.

He moved his thin lips and told him the answer in a low voice.

"I am Shen Xiushu's uncle."