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

Faced with Shen Xiushu's questioning, Jiang Xiyu's pupils trembled for a moment, then she quickly lowered her eyes again.

He felt the grip on his chin tighten, and he couldn't help but wince in pain: "A-Shu..."

Shen Xiushu's expression was indifferent, but his eyes seemed to be brewing some dark storm.

He impatiently questioned again, "When did you meet?"

Jiang Xiyu thought for a moment, and seeing that Shen Xiushu showed no sign of guilt when questioned, said, "Around July..."

In early July, he and Shen Jingtan officially met for the first time. He flew back to Haishi from Suzhou, and Shen Xiushu took him to a mansion in Waihai for dinner. It was in the restroom that he met Shen Jingtan.

However, Jiang Xiyu did not mention that it was Shen Jingtan who came to greet them.

Instead, he said he mistook someone for someone else, which is why they ended up interacting.

Seeing the man's bad expression, Jiang Xiyu continued to explain, "However, Ashu, Mr. Shen and I don't know each other very well."

We don't really know each other?

Shen Xiushu pinched Jiang Xiyu's chin, not allowing him to back away.

He stared intently into the young man's eyes, trying to find any trace of a lie, but there was none; there was no sign of panic in those bright eyes.

Shen Xiushu lowered his gaze, noticing the redness on his chin. He loosened his grip slightly but still held him firmly, and gave a cold laugh: "If we don't know each other, why did you get out of his car?"

He originally planned to keep his appointment after sending He Fuyue back, but he didn't expect that Shen's mother would talk to He Fuyue's parents later.

Faced with his elder's invitation, Shen Xiushu could not refuse, so he sent a message to Jiang Xiyu, indicating that he would eat by himself and not wait for him.

The young man didn't reply to the message for a long time. Shen Xiushu thought something had happened to him when he came out of the He family's house. He was about to drive to the restaurant when he received the young man's reply halfway there.

He said it was okay.

Looking at those three words, Shen Xiushu felt a vague sense of panic rise in his heart for some reason.

He could hardly catch this panic himself. After deliberately ignoring it, he thought to himself that he had indeed broken his promise this time. So he thought that after returning to the apartment, he would make it up to Jiang Xiyu with other things that she liked.

As soon as he arrived at the apartment, he saw Jiang Xiyu getting out of Shen Jingtan's car.

When he saw Jiang Xiyu get out of that car, he felt an unprecedented sense of unease in his heart.

This anxiety suddenly reminded him of the fragrance his uncle left behind when they brushed past each other at the Shen residence last time.

The fragrance seemed too jarring on Shen Jingtan, yet Shen Xiushu was all too familiar with it.

He felt as if his things had been touched by someone else, which is why he called out to Shen Jingtan. But after calling her, he realized his lapse in composure.

After all, he had no right to pry into his elders' private lives.

However, once the seed of doubt was planted in his mind, Shen Xiushu could not pretend that nothing had happened.

He sent people to investigate, but they found nothing unusual.

Jiang Xiyu's subordinates said that he had always been very well-behaved and did not have much contact with others except for filming.

But what if the person he was in contact with was Shen Jingtan?

If it really is the younger brother, then it's understandable that the investigation couldn't find anything.

Now that Jiang Xiyu has personally admitted to knowing his uncle, it means that the fragrance on his uncle's clothes really did come from him...

They really did have some interaction, so much so that Shen Jingtan could smell his scent.

Shen Xiushu's face was colder than ever before, and the veins on his forehead throbbed with suppressed desire. The possessiveness that he had been suppressing and not understanding was growing wildly at this moment.

His hand suddenly moved down, gripping Jiang Xiyu's neck tightly, trapping him in front of him. His expression was cold and stern as he warned, "Tell the truth!"

Shen Xiushu disliked concealment and the unknown.

Since he had bought the opportunity to have the young man by his side, he would not allow anyone to touch him during that time.

Jiang Xiyu subconsciously tried to break free, but seeing the anxiety hidden beneath Shen Xiushu's cold demeanor, he suddenly lost the will to resist.

A smile slowly spread across Jiang Xiyu's eyes, though the shadows concealed that cold smile perfectly.

His neck was gripped, and gradually, he began to have difficulty breathing.

His face flushed red, and his eyes welled up with tears.

Even so, Jiang Xiyu maintained her obedient demeanor and whispered to Shen Xiushu, "I really just happened to run into Mr. Shen at the restaurant..."

They still won't tell the truth.

Shen Xiushu lowered his eyes and stared at the young man's reddened eyes. Something seemed to have cracked in his heart, and this crack left him feeling somewhat lost and helpless.

But he was filled with so much anger and disappointment that he ignored these emotions.

Shen Xiushu knew his uncle all too well. He never meddled in other people's business, let alone with strangers. He never knew that his uncle would be so kind as to let him ride in his car and be driven back by chance.

Jiang Xiyu knew he didn't believe him, and only when Shen Xiushu's displeasure was about to reach its peak did he slowly blink his moist eyes.

Shen Xiushu looked into his eyes and suddenly paused.

Jiang Xiyu's voice was hoarse, as if she were somewhat aggrieved, and she choked out, "Ashu, believe me, I really just met Mr. Shen by chance, and I thought he was you..."

As he spoke, he grabbed Shen Xiushu's hand that was pinching him, sniffed, and said aggrievedly, "Mr. Shen looks so much like you. When I saw him, I thought it was you."

“I waited for you at the restaurant for a long time, hoping to have a meal with you alone before joining the crew.”

"You know, I haven't seen you since after the New Year. I really miss you, Ashu."

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not recognizing you. I'm so sorry."

"Please believe me, okay? I really didn't lie to you..."

Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyes, filled with self-reproach, her eyelashes wet with tears.

Seemingly overwhelmed, a tear unexpectedly slid down her cheek and landed on the back of Shen Xiushu's hand.

In an instant, the veins on his hands, which had been bulging with anger, disappeared.

Shen Xiushu snapped out of his daze, his cold expression seemingly wavering for a moment because of the young man's words.

Jiang Xiyu took his hand and gently rubbed it against her face.

Tears streamed down his face, and Shen Xiushu was also in a state of utter confusion at that moment.

Under the streetlights, her face was pale and cold, her thin eyelids seemed to be tinted with rouge, and the lines looked as if someone had lovingly caressed them with their fingertips, even the corners of her eyes were curved in a beautiful arc.

His face was small, rubbing against something like a kitten's, the marks on his cheeks so delicate and pitiful.

Such a show of weakness, no matter how you look at it, is incredibly moving.

Jiang Xiyu's chest heaved, and a small section of her soft tongue peeked out as her lips moved.

He looked at Shen Xiushu as if all his words were hidden in his eyes.

He really wasn't lying.

He is really heartbroken right now.