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

Jiang Xiyu took a shower after returning to her apartment.

He looked at his casually tied long hair in the mirror and wondered if he should cut it shorter so that a strand wouldn't fall out every time he tied it up.

Jiang Xiyu actually quite liked this messy aesthetic; it was beautiful, but the thought of herself looking like this in front of Shen Jingtan today made her a little worried.

Although there was no direct financial connection between her and Shen Jingtan, she still wanted to leave a good impression.

Jiang Xiyu thought for a moment, then took the scissors and went outside.

Shen Xiushu was sitting on the sofa having a video conference when he heard footsteps and turned around. He saw Jiang Xiyu coming over with scissors and silently frowned.

Just as Jiang Xiyu was about to walk to his side, Shen Xiushu closed the meeting and shut his laptop.

Jiang Xiyu sat down next to him with scissors in her hand, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Shen Xiushu asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiyu smiled gently: "I was thinking of getting my hair cut."

As he spoke, he inquired about Shen Xiushu's opinion.

"Ashu, do you think I should cut it shorter?"

The young man's long hair extended past his shoulders, softening the curves of his face.

Shen Xiushu hadn't paid much attention to these things before, but now he felt that perhaps it wouldn't matter if he kept it a little longer.

He thought this way, and he said it, almost as if possessed.

"No need to cut it."

Jiang Xiyu placed the scissors on the table, stared at Shen Xiushu, and suddenly asked softly, "Does A-Shu like my long hair?"

The light and shadow of the diamonds in the apartment seemed to fall into the young man's eyes.

He looked at Shen Xiushu, his eyes trembling as if hiding some intense emotion.

That emotion made Shen Xiushu's breath catch in his throat. After regaining his senses, he stared at it silently for a while, then frowned.

He didn't answer, but instead peered into the intense look in the young man's eyes.

Jiang Xiyu lowered her long eyelashes, concealing the emotions in her eyes.

He quickly composed himself, flashed his usual impeccable smile, and said, "A-Shu said no cutting, so let's not cut it."

Very obedient.

However, looking at his smile, Shen Xiushu felt inexplicably anxious.

He himself was hardly aware of this anxiety. Seeing that the other person was as obedient as ever, he took the initiative to ask, "What do you want?"

Jiang Xiyu asked, somewhat puzzled, "What?"

Shen Xiushu said expressionlessly, "Resources, money, or something else?"

There's a reward for not cutting your hair?

Jiang Xiyu was surprised. After a while, under Shen Xiushu's impatient gaze, her tone slowly lowered: "Then... then let's just use money."

Seeing that he still looked like a money-grubber, Shen Xiushu couldn't help but turn cold.

"A-Shu, you're so kind." Jiang Xiyu was happy and wanted to reach out and hug him.

But he knew that Shen Xiushu would not allow it; he would definitely push him away hard.

But when he actually put his arm around the man's shoulder, he froze.

Shen Xiushu was the same.

The fresh scent of a recent bath wafted over, and Shen Xiushu subconsciously raised his hand, but just as he was about to touch the young man's waist, he seemed to remember something, and his hands suddenly froze in mid-air.

His palm was facing inward; it was a natural gesture of putting his arm around the waist, not pushing the person away.

Shen Xiushu was startled. Before he could react, Jiang Xiyu had already released him and stepped back a little.

The movements were swift, as if the hug just now was an illusion.

Shen Xiushu withdrew his hand, his expression suddenly turning cold.

Seeing his pale face, Jiang Xiyu lowered her head to hide her annoyance and whispered, "I'm sorry, Ashu, I... I was just too happy..."

Shen Xiushu stared at him without answering.

Hugging and kissing are perfectly normal between lovers.

Shen Xiushu, however, had gotten used to not touching him and to his obedience.

The other party knew that there were some things he couldn't tolerate, so they never offended him.

The hug he had just received seemed to have crossed a line, leaving him feeling unsettled.

……

For the next few days, Shen Xiushu did not return to the apartment.

Jiang Xiyu was not supposed to stay in Haishi for long anyway, so he went to the hospital to see his mother on Sunday.

Jiang Dai seemed to have sobered up a bit, and when she saw Jiang Xiyu, she no longer mistook him for someone else.

It was a rare moment for the mother and son to be together, and Jiang Xiyu cherished it. He stayed with her all day and only left the hospital after she had gone to sleep that night.

Filming began at the end of the month.

Jiang Xiyu flew back to Suzhou. Before leaving, she said goodbye to Shen Xiushu's secretary.

Anyway, Shen Xiushu wouldn't reply to his messages.

He simply told his secretary, just in case the client couldn't find him later.

Because filming for "Qingshan Yusui" will take about four months, Jiang Xiyu will not be returning to Haishi for almost four months.

The assistant got so busy that he forgot about it. When he remembered and hurriedly told Shen Xiushu the news, Shen Xiushu was busy dealing with other matters.

He gave a casual reply, and his assistant didn't know if he had actually listened.

After his assistant left, Shen Xiushu put down his pen.

The phone was lying quietly on the desk. Shen Xiushu glanced at it, then picked it up and looked at the unread messages.

The tone was the same as always, along with good morning and good night greetings.

Shen Xiushu leaned back in his chair, feeling a moment of inexplicable relief.

In mid-August, a grand birthday banquet was held at the Shen residence.

Preparations for Mrs. Shen's birthday celebration began several months in advance, with prominent families in the business community and celebrities from all walks of life coming to offer their congratulations.

All the relatives working away from home, no matter where they were, would rush back, making the day of the old lady's birthday banquet the most lively time at the Shen residence.

Birthday banquets in large families are usually grand business and political social events, with people from all walks of life vying to be invited. As a result, the banquet lasted for two whole days and was packed with distinguished guests.

One event for external audiences, and one event for internal audiences.

After receiving blessings from the outside world, the family banquet the next day was the real birthday celebration for Old Mrs. Shen.

The dinner party had many tables; although it was just a family dinner, there were quite a few people.

Everyone arrived at the reception room an hour early. After Shen Jingtan helped Old Madam Shen to sit in the main seat, the family members began to offer birthday wishes and gifts according to seniority and the closeness of their relationship with the deceased.

By the time the birthday banquet ended, it was nearly eleven o'clock.

Upon seeing Shen Jingtan return, the secretary quickly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Shen, 'TREASURE' just sent someone to deliver a congratulatory gift to the old lady."

Shen Jingtan gave a nonchalant "hmm".

The secretary took the coat from his hand and said, "The person in charge delivered that congratulatory gift directly to you."

Shen Jingtan frowned slightly.

When he entered the study, sure enough, there was a jewelry watch on the desk, its dazzling light shimmering under the lamp.

The gift box had been opened; the person who gave the gift clearly wanted Shen Jingtan to see it.

Shen Jingtan stood there quietly, staring at the gift for a long time. For a moment, his gaze turned somewhat helpless.

Seemingly recognizing the bracelet-like watch, Shen Jingtan finally couldn't help but give a faint smirk.

It's really interesting.