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

The sudden chill disrupted the warmth inside the car, as if snowflakes were falling in.

Jiang Xiyu bent down to get into the car, and as his scarf slipped off, it revealed his polite, smiling face.

He called out softly, "Mr. Shen."

Shen Jingtan looked at him intently and hummed in response.

Jiang Xiyu loosened her scarf a bit, and then she smelled the car air freshener.

The scent is very light and faint; it won't become tiresome even after smelling it for a long time. Instead, it can soothe one's emotions without one even realizing it.

Jiang Xiyu had smelled it before, but every time she did, she was still amazed.

Seeing that he was nervous, Shen Jingtan considerately looked away and didn't say anything.

Gradually, Jiang Xiyu's nervousness faded away in the quiet atmosphere, replaced by the fragrance.

He sat upright, his hands placed neatly on his lap, looking somewhat like a student about to face a question from the teacher in class.

But sitting like this can be tiring.

Shen Jingtan saw him through the car window and seemed amused by his posture. She finally asked, "Aren't you tired?"

Jiang Xiyu was puzzled, thinking he was asking about work, so she said she wasn't tired.

Some snowflakes clung to his hair, almost melting into water.

Shen Jingtan personally handed him a tissue, gesturing for him to wipe his face.

After wiping, Jiang Xiyu smiled slightly, tucked the wet tissue into her hand, and said, "I thought Mr. Shen had already left."

Shen Jingtan glanced at him, her thin lips moved but she didn't speak. After a long while, seeing that he had finished wiping, she asked gently, "Are you cold?"

Jiang Xiyu shook her head and said she wasn't cold.

Shen Jingtan suddenly changed the subject and calmly asked, "Weren't you with your friends? Why did you come out so quickly?"

Jiang Xiyu replied with a smile, "I'm not used to having so many people around, so I plan to leave early."

Shen Jingtan: "Where are your friends? Why didn't they come with you?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xiyu was a little confused about what he meant.

Shen Jingtan stared into his eyes and said casually, "I just saw you two, you seemed to have a very good relationship."

Jiang Xiyu explained knowingly, "We met while recording a gala, and we got along well."

Shen Jingtan paused for a moment, then said, seemingly jokingly, "It seems you're quite popular."

Shen Jingtan didn't know much about the entertainment industry, but she knew that the young man was popular because she had seen many young girls screaming for him on the street last time. The boy from earlier was also very close to him, but he didn't seem to notice.

Faced with such subtle praise, Jiang Xiyu humbly shook her head: "No."

Shen Jingtan lowered her gaze as if she wasn't looking at him anymore, and said softly, "You're so polite, why didn't you greet me just now?"

His tone sounded ambiguous, yet more subdued and gentle than usual.

Jiang Xiyu paused, completely stumped by the question.

Shen Jingtan suddenly chuckled softly: "Didn't you recognize me?"

As he finished speaking, the sandalwood bracelet on his left wrist gleamed with a dark, ethereal luster.

The young man caught a glimpse of her, and sure enough, she seemed a little lost, like a beautiful cat; it was quite interesting.

If he had ears, they would probably droop.

Jiang Xiyu lowered her head after his question, and after a long while, she replied hesitantly, "I recognized her..."

In that situation, with the TV station director and others present, it wasn't appropriate for him to go up.

Moreover, given Shen Jingtan's status, how could he possibly be qualified to go up and greet her?

The two were not close at all, especially since Jiang Xiyu was his nephew's lover.

This is really quite funny.

However, Jiang Xiyu was unsure of Shen Jingtan's meaning, so she pursed her lips and remained silent.

Shen Jingtan's mood improved, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"Okay, I'm not kidding you anymore."

Jiang Xiyu's heart finally settled down a little, but before she could calm down, she was startled by the ringing of the phone.

The English ringtone melody is extremely pleasant.

Jiang Xiyu quickly took out her phone, but seeing the incoming call, she couldn't hang up, so she could only glance at Shen Jingtan.

Shen Jingtan raised her chin, gesturing for him to take it.

Jiang Xiyu then answered the phone and put it to his ear, but he turned the volume down as he answered.

"The driver said he didn't pick you up."

Shen Xiushu's voice came through the phone.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at Shen Jingtan beside her out of the corner of her eye, then lowered her voice and said, "I'm already on my way back."

Shen Xiushu was relieved and told him to go back early.

Jiang Xiyu hummed in agreement, not wanting to say anything more, since they were in Shen Jingtan's car.

Shen Jingtan seemed not to mind at all, but she was no longer looking at him.

Shen Xiushu, on the other end of the phone, sensed his silence and felt inexplicably annoyed.

He hadn't received any messages from her all day. Perhaps she was too busy, or perhaps the memory of her pushing him away last time hadn't faded... But Shen Xiushu felt that he had given her what she needed, and he didn't want any more emotional entanglements.

Looking at the screen showing the two of them on a call, Shen Xiushu hung up the phone indifferently after a long while, without waiting for Jiang Xiyu to speak first.

Jiang Xiyu's mind wasn't on the phone. Only after the call ended did he belatedly realize how uneasy he felt.

The car was silent for several minutes before Shen Jingtan finally glanced at him and asked softly, "How did you and Xiu Shu meet?"

His expression was unclear, and he was completely unaware of the intimidating power of those words.

Jiang Xiyu's heart leaped into her throat as she listened.

He didn't know why Shen Jingtan would suddenly ask this question, because, at least in Shen Jingtan's position as an elder, Jiang Xiyu felt an unprecedented pressure.

Shen Jingtan noticed his unease, and only when Jiang Xiyu's emotions reached their peak did he offer a comforting reassurance, saying, "Don't be nervous, I was just asking casually."

His tone was casual, as if he really meant nothing by it.

Even so, Jiang Xiyu took a long time to recount her first meeting with Shen Xiushu.

There wasn't really any romantic story; they just happened to meet. At the time, he was worried about Jiang's mother's medical expenses. After Shen Xiushu appeared, he solved these problems and offered to make Jiang Xiyu his lover on the condition that she become his mistress.

Shen Jingtan didn't seem surprised and asked in a calm tone, "How long have you been with him?"

Jiang Xiyu's lips tightened, and her voice trailed off: "It's been over a year."

Shen Jingtan lightly tapped her knee with her fingertips and asked him, "For money, or for feelings?"

The question was almost sharp, but Shen Jingtan tried to keep her tone calm and gentle, without any aggression, and even showed a rare gentleness.

Of course, no one would realize from such words that he was Shen Xiushu's elder.

Jiang Xiyu's face immediately turned pale.

He was so uncomfortable that he remained silent, as if he had lost his voice.

Only now did he truly feel the invisible pressure emanating from this man.

No matter how amiable he may appear, he cannot conceal the imposing aura of someone who has long held a high position.

Jiang Xiyu swallowed hard, pondering how to answer in a way that would satisfy the man.

Shen Jingtan didn't give him a chance to think. Her gaze was calm and indifferent as she said, "You like him."