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

"Uncle..."

The moment that familiar, cold voice came from the phone, Jiang Xiyu clenched her fists tightly, her whole body tense to the point of near stiffness.

Shen Jingtan noticed this, and slightly raised her long leg to signal him to relax.

Unable to relax, Jiang Xiyu felt even more uneasy.

He dared not move or make a sound. As he held his breath, all his senses were amplified. He could even clearly feel the leg muscles of the man beneath him, which were very powerful and resilient.

Shen Xiushu was speaking, but he was sitting on his uncle's lap.

Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyes, seemingly embarrassed as she bowed her head.

From Shen Jingtan's perspective, all she could see was the young man's gentle profile and his long eyelashes fluttering with unease.

He couldn't stand this.

Shen Jingtan understood this meaning from his actions.

He had no other choice but to reach out and slide his hand down Jiang Xiyu's spine to his back, patting him soothingly.

Jiang Xiyu's body trembled slightly for a moment, then she looked up at Shen Jingtan, silently parted her lips, and said, "No... please..."

He didn't want Shen Xiushu to know, and he was also afraid that Shen Jingtan would tell others.

Shen Jingtan had never shown a deep expression in front of Jiang Xiyu, but at this moment, his eyes were filled with a profound look as he stared at Jiang Xiyu, as if he were deep in thought.

Jiang Xiyu bit her lip tightly, her gaze towards Shen Jingtan filled with a hint of pleading.

In the few seconds they stared at each other, Shen Xiushu's small talk on the phone gradually turned into a barely perceptible anxiety. After a brief greeting, he went straight to the point and asked, "Uncle, is Xi Yu with you?"

Over the phone, his tone sounded more like an interrogation.

Shen Jingtan smiled indulgently and said two words lightly: "Not here."

Jiang Xiyu slowly lowered his chest, as if letting out a long sigh.

However, even though Shen Xiushu was speaking, he still kept his breathing very soft.

Will he not be by his uncle's side?

Shen Xiushu then asked, "Some people say that you took him away."

Shen Jingtan glanced at the table and simply gave a soft "hmm" as an acknowledgment.

"It was sent to the hotel."

Shen Xiushu pressed for details about the hotel.

Shen Jingtan gave the address without hesitation.

It was as if he had simply acted by chance, without any other intention.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, as if they didn't know how to ask about the relationship between Shen Jingtan and Jiang Xiyu, or why Shen Jingtan had taken action.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Shen Jingtan simply reached out and scooped up a spoonful of soup and held it to Jiang Xiyu's lips, indicating that he should drink it.

We haven't even finished eating yet.

Jiang Xiyu had no appetite for drinking; her eyes were fixed on his phone.

Shen Jingtan frowned slightly.

When Shen Xiushu asked him about his relationship with Jiang Xiyu, he did not answer immediately, but left the decision to Jiang Xiyu.

He wanted him to drink soup.

Jiang Xiyu understood his meaning and, fearing he might say something else, obediently opened her mouth and drank it down following his hand gestures.

Shen Jingtan was satisfied and told Shen Xiu that it had nothing to do with her.

Shen Xiushu didn't know whether he believed him or not, he just said that he had troubled him.

Shen Jingtan didn't have the patience to reply to him; she simply fed Jiang Xiyu slowly, spoonful by spoonful.

Hearing the sound of a spoon lightly tapping against a soup bowl, someone across the table asked, "Is Uncle eating?"

Shen Jingtan casually hummed in agreement.

Logically, upon hearing that Shen Jingtan was eating, Shen Xiushu should have hung up the phone.

But for some reason, he didn't hang up this time, which was unusual for him.

Jiang Xiyu knew that Shen Xiushu was beginning to have doubts.

So when Shen Jingtan fed him, he was rather absent-minded.

Before her lips touched the spoon, soup accidentally splashed onto the man's expensive suit. Jiang Xiyu was stunned for a moment, took the blame upon herself, and quickly turned to grab a tissue to help Shen Jingtan wipe it off.

Shen Jingtan threw down the spoon, leaned slightly closer to Jiang Xiyu, and reached out to pull his chin back.

He narrowed his deep eyes, which seemed to show displeasure at his absent-mindedness.

Even so, his gesture of wiping Jiang Xiyu's lips remained gentle.

The soup stains on Jiang Xiyu's lips were wiped away by Shen Jingtan's fingertips. Jiang Xiyu paused, holding the tissue, and then, avoiding his gaze, hurriedly wiped his suit.

Shen Jingtan did not stop her.

The sound of clothes rustling was too suggestive.

Hearing the commotion, Shen Xiushu's expression suddenly darkened, and he asked, "Uncle, is there anyone with you?"

Jiang Xiyu's heart jumped, and the knuckles of his long fingers, which were wiping his suit, suddenly became prominent.

The suit was crumpled again.

Shen Jingtan didn't seem to mind, and just smiled and hummed in agreement.

After a long silence, he said casually, "A cat that doesn't eat properly."

Jiang Xiyu: "..."

That statement is only half true and half false.

Shen Xiushu gave a cold laugh and said, "Uncle, you still have this kind of leisure..."

He suppressed his inner turmoil.

He knew that it might not have been a cat at all, but rather one of his people.

He didn't want to have such a thought, but Shen Jingtan's repeated attacks on Jiang Xiyu forced him to consider it.

Did they mistake someone for someone else again?

Or perhaps he had actually known his uncle for a long time, but had been lying to him all along.

Or perhaps, it was his uncle who had other feelings for him.

A bad feeling rose in Shen Xiushu's heart. This feeling compelled him to know the answer immediately, but as the car drove along, red lights were always on, as if they were deliberately trying to stop him.

After feeding Shen Jingtan the soup, she naturally didn't want to continue the conversation with Shen Xiu.

After he hung up the phone, Jiang Xiyu wanted to get off his lap.

Shen Jingtan reached out and braced himself against the edge of the table, a gesture that made it seem as if he were holding Jiang Xiyu in his arms.

He smiled and asked, "You haven't forgotten what happened last night, have you?"

Shen Jingtan held Jiang Xiyu captive, as if she wouldn't let him go until he told the truth.

Jiang Xiyu's face paled slightly, and he forced a smile, saying, "Mr. Shen, I don't understand what you mean."

Shen Jingtan initially didn't intend to expose him, taking it as just a bit of fun.

It was probably Shen Xiushu's phone call that made him withdraw his thoughts and lose all interest and patience in continuing to play along with the young man.

He sighed and moved his hand that was stroking Jiang Xiyu's back slightly upwards.

Jiang Xiyu shrugged, trying to avoid that feeling.

Shen Jingtan didn't stop, staring into his eyes, and told him in a gentle tone, "I don't like children who lie, Xi Yu."