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

Jiang Xiyu was surprised that Shen Jingtan would extend such an invitation.

He stared blankly at Shen Jingtan, and when their eyes met, he quickly looked away.

Because she wasn't sure if Shen Xiushu would come, Jiang Xiyu subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Shen Jingtan seemed to know why he hesitated. She waited patiently for a moment, then looked into Jiang Xiyu's eyes without showing any emotion and said, "If you don't want to, that's fine too."

“I rarely invite people, so this might seem a bit abrupt.”

He spoke with a slight sigh, appearing very considerate.

Jiang Xiyu was shocked when he heard this.

Someone like Shen Jingtan is someone that probably no one would refuse, or even dare to refuse.

Since he had taken the initiative to invite her, Jiang Xiyu certainly didn't dare to refuse him. She immediately shook her head and said, "No, I'm not unwilling."

He had been waiting for Shen Xiushu for a long time; no matter how late he was, he should have arrived by now.

If they don't come by this time, they probably won't come at all.

Jiang Xiyu thought for a moment, then smiled at Shen Jingtan and said sincerely, "It is my honor to have dinner with Mr. Shen."

Shen Jingtan straightened up, lowered her eyes to look at him, chuckled softly, and asked, "Is that so?"

"Yes." Jiang Xiyu nodded sincerely.

Shen Jingtan was satisfied and gestured to him, "Let's go."

Jiang Xiyu agreed.

He followed half a step behind Shen Jingtan, not too close, but he could still feel the subtle disturbance in the airflow when the other's arm moved slightly.

Every step he took was steady and imposing, causing those following behind him to feel a sense of awe.

Jiang Xiyu was afraid that if Shen Jingtan moved his arm slightly, her hand would accidentally touch him, so she restrained herself and kept her hand hanging at her side without revealing any subtle curve.

However, seeing Shen Jingtan leading him to a new private room, Jiang Xiyu thought for a moment, then stepped forward and suggested, "I've reserved a private room here, if Mr. Shen doesn't mind..."

Shen Jingtan paused abruptly and turned to look at him.

Jiang Xiyu stopped in time, her fingertips curling slightly.

The two, who were originally half a step apart, were now almost touching arm to arm.

Shen Jingtan glanced at him slowly, then smiled faintly and said she didn't mind.

So Jiang Xiyu took him to her private room.

The private room was neither too big nor too small, but it was a romantic space that Jiang Xiyu had carefully selected.

The night view outside the window is beautiful, and sitting here for a meal gives one a sense of tranquility and peace.

He went inside and made room for Shen Jingtan, but Shen Jingtan went straight to the seat by the window.

He sat down, and the seat next to him was the same one Jiang Xiyu had just been sitting in.

His gift is still there.

Jiang Xiyu was afraid that the things would get in Shen Jingtan's way, so she went over and tried to move them away.

Just as he was about to bend down, Shen Jingtan raised her chin, gesturing for him to sit down.

Sitting together makes them seem overly intimate.

Jiang Xiyu hesitated for a moment.

Shen Jingtan seemed not to have considered all that, and seeing that he didn't move, she naturally asked, "What's wrong?"

"No." Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyes and obediently pulled out a seat and sat down next to him.

The waiter came back in and asked Jiang Xiyu if she wanted any more dishes.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at Shen Jingtan, carefully inquired about his dietary restrictions, and planned to order the dishes again.

Shen Jingtan said that since he had ordered it, he should just serve it.

Jiang Xiyu wasn't sure what he liked to eat either, so she listened to him and asked the waiter to bring up the dishes they had ordered earlier.

While waiting for the food to be served, Jiang Xiyu sat next to him, appearing somewhat reserved.

Shen Jingtan broke the atmosphere by asking casually, "Did you come to eat alone, or did you make plans with someone?"

Jiang Xiyu was taken aback, then confessed, "I did make an appointment."

Shen Jingtan wasn't surprised at all. On the contrary, she showed a hint of regret for not thinking things through. She looked at Jiang Xiyu gently and said, "I was being presumptuous."

Jiang Xiyu smiled and said, "No."

As he spoke, seeing Shen Jingtan staring intently at him, he added, "He probably won't come."

Shen Jingtan pondered for a moment and said, "That's a bit of a pity."

Jiang Xiyu didn't know what to say, so she could only give him a slight smile.

After the dishes were served, Jiang Xiyu got up and poured him a glass of wine.

After Shen Jingtan finished serving, she took the initiative to toast him and added a belated New Year's greeting.

Shen Jingtan raised an eyebrow, looked up, smiled lightly, and replied with a "Happy New Year" to him.

Generally, after the New Year, few people say the four words "Happy New Year" anymore; most people use it as a way of greeting.

And the man's "Happy New Year" was really not much different from what Jiang Xiyu had heard over the phone that night.

However, the tone was much gentler.

Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyes, realized she had been lost in thought, and smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

Shen Jingtan's gaze deepened, but she said nothing.

He raised his glass, but the glass was positioned low.

Jiang Xiyu took the initiative to bend down and touch him, politely placing herself in a lower position.

As the glasses clinked crisply, Shen Jingtan seemed to recall that night in Suzhou, and a silent smile appeared in her eyes.

When others bend over, it appears as if they are currying favor, but when the young man bends over, his posture does not appear vulgar.

On the contrary, he was lovable, especially when he was in a lower position.

Shen Jingtan took a sip of wine, her half-raised eyes subtly glancing at the slight curve of Jiang Xiyu's Adam's apple.

The wine flowed smoothly down my lips and throat, its rich aroma seemingly permeating my very being.

Very intoxicating wine...

During the meal, I thought the two of them wouldn't have much to talk about and the conversation might easily fall into an awkward silence, but Shen Jingtan turned out to be much easier to talk to than I had imagined.

Jiang Xiyu could even clearly sense that he was incorporating his own topic downwards.

He usually talks while Shen Jingtan listens quietly. Occasionally, he'll say a few words, and when she doesn't know what to say, the man will take the initiative to start a conversation to ease her tension.

His tone was gentle and low throughout, and gradually the atmosphere relaxed.

However, Shen Jingtan seemed easy to talk to, but she wouldn't reveal too much about her own preferences. But she listened to all of Jiang Xiyu's preferences.

Because the young man had no sense of caution towards him.

Answer whatever you are asked.

Shen Jingtan tilted her head slightly and looked up at the person speaking, listening attentively, but her expression remained calm and composed.

As the saying goes, one should not speak while eating or sleeping.

Jiang Xiyu only started eating after he finished speaking. He was a little awkward at first, but after he finished talking, he felt a little better, and he was really hungry.

The back compartment quieted down, with only the faint clatter of bowls and chopsticks.

Shen Jingtan barely touched her chopsticks.

He only tasted the bowl of soup that Jiang Xiyu served him.

His calm eyes remained fixed on Jiang Xiyu.

Jiang Xiyu sensed this and assumed that the dishes were not to his liking. After wiping her lips, she asked him apologetically, "Mr. Shen, do you not like these dishes?"

He lowered his long eyelashes, and his lips were very red.

Shen Jingtan looked at it, shook her head, and simply said that she had finished eating.

He prefers light flavors, so he doesn't really touch the things on the table.

Besides, he had already eaten.