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

Jiang Xiyu had lunch with Jiang's mother before leaving.

When they arrived at the hospital, they found Shen Jingtan standing there, with his secretary making a phone call behind him.

Jiang Xiyu was somewhat surprised that he hadn't left yet.

However, I only glanced at it twice and was just about to leave from the other side when...

Shen Jingtan suddenly called out to him: "Jiang Xiyu."

Jiang Xiyu was slightly taken aback, thinking she had misheard.

He turned his head with some confusion, and seeing that Shen Jingtan was indeed looking at him, he couldn't help but say, "Mr. Shen."

Shen Jingtan nodded, walked towards him, and asked, "Would it be convenient for you to give me a ride?"

"The driver went back to the Shen residence to handle some matters. I need to go to the company now..." he said, looking into Jiang Xiyu's eyes and politely confirming again, "Is this convenient for you?"

Jiang Xiyu realized what was happening, gave a polite smile, and said, "It's convenient, as long as Mr. Shen doesn't mind."

Shen Jingtan gave her secretary a few instructions, then walked up to Jiang Xiyu.

Jiang Xiyu said she would go and drive the car over first.

Shen Jingtan didn't treat him as a driver, and said in a gentle tone, "I'll go with you."

When the two arrived at the parking lot, Jiang Xiyu opened the back door for him, but Shen Jingtan did not move.

Looking at Jiang Xiyu's respectful behavior, he smiled faintly and said, "It doesn't seem right to treat you as a driver."

After Shen Jingtan finished speaking, she walked to the front, opened the passenger door, and got in.

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, then closed the back door after seeing him sit down.

The things Jiang Xiyu bought were placed on the passenger side.

Shen Jingtan has long legs, so sitting in the passenger seat makes her legs look a little cramped.

The poor Dupont shopping bag was squeezed to the side, but Shen Jingtan didn't touch it or bother to remove it.

Jiang Xiyu hesitated for a moment as he started the car, then leaned over to take the bag next to his leg.

Shen Jingtan didn't move, seemingly cooperating with him considerately, but didn't reach out to help him.

As a result, because the distance was not enough, Jiang Xiyu's outstretched hand inevitably touched his leg.

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, then became even more careful, not daring to touch him.

Shen Jingtan seemed unaware of what was happening until the shopping bag was taken away, at which point she subtly moved her leg.

Jiang Xiyu turned around, intending to put the things in the back seat.

As he turned, his waist revealed an incredibly flexible curve.

Even though it was winter, he wasn't dressed in any bulky clothes.

Shen Jingtan watched quietly for a moment, then slowly looked away.

After Jiang Xiyu had put the things away, he casually asked, "Is this a gift to be given away?"

"No," Jiang Xiyu shook her head, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "It's a lighter."

Shen Jingtan looked at it thoughtfully, then asked with apparent interest, "What lighter?"

Jiang Xiyu answered the sign seriously.

Shen Jingtan doesn't smoke, so of course she doesn't know anything about these things.

He simply remembered the one that had been left in his car.

Because Shen Jingtan was in the car, Jiang Xiyu drove very steadily.

As they walked, he didn't want the atmosphere to become awkward, so he kept taking the initiative to talk to Shen Jingtan.

Shen Jingtan replied very patiently.

Finally, Jiang Xiyu noticed that his voice sounded a little hoarse and asked him if the temperature in the car was okay.

Shen Jingtan chuckled and said it was fine, then reminded him, "Isn't it stuffy wearing a mask?"

Jiang Xiyu paused; he had almost forgotten.

Then, while holding the steering wheel with one hand, he turned his head and took off his mask.

Her delicate features were slowly revealed, her fair skin flushed with a thin blush, and even her crimson lips moved with her breath.

When he turned his head, their eyes met for a moment.

Shen Jingtan calmly moved away, tapped her fingers lightly on her lap, and said to him indifferently, "Focus on driving."

Jiang Xiyu nodded obediently, not daring to say anything more.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the Hengyue building.

Jiang Xiyu offered to go down and open the door for Shen Jingtan.

Shen Jingtan did not refuse.

After getting off the car, he told Jiang Xiyu to be careful, and then walked towards the company.

Jiang Xiyu didn't linger after he left.

After the Continental GT disappeared, Shen Jingtan glanced indifferently at the secretary who came to greet her.

The secretary, understanding the unspoken message, followed Shen Jingtan and explained the upcoming arrangements to him.

On Friday night.

Shen Jingtan went to the appointment as arranged.

The person who invited him was Mike, the foreign friend he spoke to on the phone.

Hengyue's initial collaborations with external parties were with Mike's company. Shen Jingtan and Mike were old friends, so she agreed to the deal.

The project was a great success, and Mike called a couple of days ago to express his gratitude. However, when he asked Shen Jingtan what she wanted as a thank you gift, her evasive answer left him somewhat confused.

When Shen Jingtan arrived at the private room, Mike was still wondering whether or not to give her the gift.

Later in the conversation, Mike, not understanding, simply asked if Shen Jingtan was serious about the 'Rapunzel' she mentioned on the phone last time.

Shen Jingtan had no idea what he was planning, she just smiled faintly and didn't answer.

Mike interpreted this lack of response as tacit agreement, and he immediately called for reinforcements.

Although he didn't really understand, Mike still found two beautiful long-haired women for Shen Jingtan, just as she had suggested.

Unsure which type Shen Jingtan preferred, Mike simply had someone find two.

One was as elegant and beautiful as a traditional Chinese ink painting of Jiangnan, the other a Western woman with red lips and fair skin, like a princess casting from a fairy tale movie.

Upon seeing the person, Shen Jingtan realized the misunderstanding and glanced at her friend with a hint of helplessness.

Seeing his calm expression, Mike couldn't tell whether he was satisfied or not, so he couldn't help but ask in broken Chinese, "Shen, don't you like this? Rapunzel?"

Shen Jingtan didn't intend to explain to him, but simply gave him face and asked the gentle woman to come and pour the wine.

Seeing this, Mike took the opportunity to put his arm around the other one.

Compared to the enthusiasm and openness of foreigners, Shen Jingtan sat there like a silent mountain.

His aura was cold and distant, and the woman simply sat quietly to his side, not daring to get too close.

Mike, with his arm around her, noticed that Shen Jingtan was ignoring the beauty and jokingly said that he was clueless about romance.

Shen Jingtan took a sip of wine, the curve of her lips barely visible, and offered no rebuttal.

Seeing that he was not very interested, Mike took the wine from the woman's hand and offered it to Shen Jingtan, asking unwillingly, "Shen, what kind of Rapunzel do you like? You can tell me, and I can find you one."

Shen Jingtan clinked glasses with him, a slight chuckle in her heart, but her expression remained calm.

He declined, saying, "No, I'm not interested."

"Is it that you're not interested, or is there something else you're interested in?" Mike jokingly pressed.

Shen Jingtan frowned slightly and put down her wine glass.

The glass tapped lightly on the table, and the woman went to pour him some wine.

The hands under the lamp were slender and fair, possessing a woman's gentleness, but lacking the resilience of dark blue.

Before she could even touch him, she heard the man say, "Get out."

Shen Jingtan's voice was low and gentle, seemingly mild, but carrying an undeniable air of authority.

The woman trembled and glanced at Mike.

Mike knew that Shen Jingtan's conversation was not open to anyone unrelated, so he gestured for them to leave.

After everyone left and the door to the private room was closed, Mike looked at the man's handsome and aloof profile and said with an awkward smile, "Shen, I will punish myself and make amends."