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

Jiang Xiyu arrived half an hour early, carefully ordered dishes that suited Shen Xiushu's taste, and then sat quietly in the private room to wait.

He specifically chose this restaurant because it was quiet and offered a panoramic view of the city's nightscape.

Online sources say that having dinner together in such an atmosphere is very romantic.

However, if the other person at the dinner party is late, the atmosphere becomes less romantic.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at her phone; the agreed time had passed, but Shen Xiushu still hadn't arrived.

The waiter came in on time to ask if he wanted the food served, but Jiang Xiyu thought for a moment and then postponed it.

He sent a message to Shen Xiushu, but the other party did not reply.

This habit is really bad, and Jiang Xiyu really dislikes it.

But Shen Xiushu was extremely busy, and he couldn't use a meal to urge him on.

Jiang Xiyu was getting restless after waiting for so long.

He went outside the private room and went to the restroom to smoke a cigarette.

To wait for the smell of smoke on his clothes to dissipate, he simply stood in front of the window at the end of the corridor and got some fresh air.

The wind still carried the chill of melting snow, and Jiang Xiyu's face turned sickly pale after a short while.

People were walking back and forth in the middle of the corridor, and the lighting was soft.

His figure stood in a dimly lit area, clearly a tall and handsome silhouette, yet inexplicably giving off a sense of loneliness and desolation, as if he might silently drift away from the window at any moment.

Shen Jingtan paused in her steps as she was about to leave.

Those around him wondered why he had stopped walking. Just as they were about to ask, they noticed that Shen Jingtan seemed to be looking at something.

The man's gaze followed Shen Jingtan's line of sight, and he looked at the person standing at the end of the corridor with some curiosity.

Shen Jingtan noticed it out of the corner of her eye and gave the person beside her a subtle look, signaling him to go first.

The man could only smile awkwardly, politely say goodbye, and leave.

Shen Jingtan stared intently at the figure's back for a long time, until she felt a chill in the air, before she whispered the young man's name.

He originally didn't want to get involved, but the young man's waiting figure was so pitiful that he couldn't help but call out to him.

Jiang Xiyu thought she was hallucinating. Hesitantly, she turned around and saw a handsome and elegant figure through the crowd.

The man stood at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, and his clothes were familiar and formal.

Jiang Xiyu's subconscious reaction was to look at his wrist, but the people moving around made it difficult for him to identify them.

Seeing the doubt and confusion in his eyes as he looked at her, Shen Jingtan almost instantly realized that the young man did not recognize her.

A slight, helpless smile appeared in his eyes, but he walked towards the young man with an indifferent expression.

When Jiang Xiyu saw him coming, she shifted from her relaxed posture leaning against the windowsill and immediately stood up straight. After a moment of silence, she tentatively called out, "Mr. Shen?"

Shen Jingtan walked towards him but did not respond.

Jiang Xiyu looked at his hands hanging by his sides with some trepidation when he didn't respond.

But because his wrist was covered by his sleeve, he couldn't quite see the sandalwood bracelet that represented Shen Jingtan.

Jiang Xiyu opened her lips, wanting to call out the name "Ashu".

Shen Jingtan seemed to keenly sense who he was lip-syncing to, her gaze darkening slightly before she suddenly interrupted him in a low voice: "Jiang Xiyu."

Jiang Xiyu recognized his voice and seemed confused as to why he was there, so she stared at him blankly.

Shen Jingtan's gaze met his eyes, and for a moment her face seemed to soften as the light diffused.

But upon closer inspection, he still appears indifferent and aloof.

When they were still half a meter apart, Shen Jingtan stopped and looked down at him.

Jiang Xiyu took the initiative to move closer and smelled the cold aura that belonged only to the other party.

He looked up at Shen Jingtan and called him Mr. Shen again.

This time, Shen Jingtan agreed.

Jiang Xiyu smiled at him and asked, "Mr. Shen, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Shen Jingtan's expression was unclear, but she knew why he was there.

Actually, he had already seen Jiang Xiyu when he first arrived here, but he had arrived a step earlier than Jiang Xiyu.

About an hour has passed since he finished discussing things with his partner.

Therefore, he understood how long Jiang Xiyu had been waiting.

If Shen Xiushu is going on a blind date today and doesn't show up by now, he's probably being held up by his sister-in-law.

As for the relationship between her nephew and the young man, Shen Jingtan had already decided to leave it alone for the time being after the last business card exchange.

He won't do anything out of line until the relationship ends.

His power and status rarely required him to coerce others.

Rather than doing something against his will, Shen Jingtan prefers to follow his own path willingly. He would not force anyone, because such coercion would be humiliating for Jiang Xiyu in a relationship, and even more so for someone as proud as Shen Jingtan.

Whether dealing with matters or people, even the beautiful crabapple blossoms outside her study, Shen Jingtan preferred to cultivate and nurture them herself.

Moreover, he really liked the young man's current attitude.

Too much and it's too obedient and fawning; too little and it seems cold and boring.

At least in Shen Jingtan's eyes, the young man who could be humble and polite in the world of fame and fortune, and cold and unrestrained in private, was the most attractive.

His life was too peaceful, and the sense of uncontrollability that youth brought him rarely caused even a ripple.

Shen Jingtan is not detached from worldly desires; no normal person can achieve those four words.

On the contrary, he enjoyed admiring beautiful women when he was young.

It's just that after seeing so much, I feel that everything is nothing special after just one glance.

Therefore, he would no longer linger on such flowers and plants; even if he glanced at them occasionally, he would forget about them once he looked up again.

But the young man was just like the crabapple tree that he could see every day outside his study.

Shen Jingtan couldn't help but linger, nor could she remain unmoved by pity.

The prolonged, silent standoff left Jiang Xiyu feeling somewhat lost and uneasy.

Even if he's slow to sense emotions, he can clearly feel the gaze falling on his face, as if gently brushing against his cheeks, which are chilled by the wind.

Jiang Xiyu's throat moved slightly, and he couldn't help but speak softly, "Mr. Shen, what brings you here?"

Shen Jingtan looked at him and sighed, a rare occurrence for her.

After a moment, he tried to soften his tone, avoiding his usual condescending manner, and instead leaned down slightly to look Jiang Xiyu in the eye, saying, "You've thanked me many times. This time, could you have a meal with me?"