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

There was no smile left on his face.

Jiang Xiyu knew she couldn't hide it from Shen Jingtan.

He listened, then lowered his head, looking anxious and as if he had committed a grave mistake.

Shen Jingtan looked at him and stopped arguing, only revealing her long, delicate neck to him.

That submissive, almost submissive demeanor made his caress of Jiang Xiyu even more tender.

Shen Jingtan patiently guided her: "How much do you still remember?"

Pretending not to remember is a form of escapism, but it's the first choice most people make when faced with a situation, so Shen Jingtan naturally wouldn't be too critical.

He believed the young man should have realized that his attitude towards him was ambiguous. Perhaps he understood, but pretended not to for the sake of others. Or perhaps he truly didn't understand, and with Shen Jingtan, Jiang Xiyu could be oblivious when it came to feelings.

But regardless of the reason, Shen Jingtan wanted to sever this ambiguous boundary at this moment.

Without that boundary, the young man sat on his lap, and the intimacy of last night seemed vivid in his mind. Shen Jingtan looked at him, and his expression softened for no reason.

He waited quietly for an answer.

“I…” Jiang Xiyu’s lips trembled, and she slowly raised her head to look at him.

Shen Jingtan gently tucked the stray hairs from his face behind his head and said considerately, "It's alright. If you can't remember, you can think about it slowly now. We... still have time."

He adopted a tolerant, elder-like demeanor, implying that they still had time.

It seemed like Jiang Xiyu was being given the choice to speak or not, but in reality, Shen Xiushu was on his way.

Jiang Xiyu didn't have much time to think about it.

He swallowed hard, and under Shen Jingtan's gentle yet encouraging gaze, Jiang Xiyu finally looked up at him, like a kitten who had made a mistake and wanted to beg its master for forgiveness. He said softly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I offended you."

"It's my fault for getting drunk, I..." He was hesitant to speak, and also anxious to say something. The way he bit his lip until it was bloodshot made Shen Jingtan feel a secret pang of tenderness.

Seeing that he finally admitted it, Shen Jingtan said gently, "It's okay, I don't blame you."

Jiang Xiyu seemed to genuinely believe that he wouldn't blame her, after all, the man's tone was so gentle, and so was his temper.

He thought for a moment, then mustered his courage and pleaded, "Mr. Shen, please don't tell Ashu, okay?"

"He'll be furious if he finds out. I'm begging you, please don't tell Ashu."

"please……"

Jiang Xiyu clutched his clothes, a slight redness rising in her eyes.

Silly boy, he already knows pretty much everything.

Shen Jingtan felt quite regretful.

He felt that young people were more obedient when they were drunk.

However, he could tolerate this misbehavior.

Shen Jingtan patted his hand reassuringly and said calmly, "Then what should we do? Should we pretend nothing happened, Xi Yu?"

He asked him questions patiently, his eyes filled with a gentle expression that made it impossible to refuse.

He seemed to understand Jiang Xiyu's request.

Jiang Xiyu asked with difficulty, "Is it alright?"

During the ten or so seconds that the two stared at each other, Shen Jingtan stared at him for a while.

After a long while, he finally put on an expression as if he had put Jiang Xiyu in a difficult position, and said in a soft voice, "If you want it this way... I can agree to it."

"Really?" Jiang Xiyu looked up in disbelief.

Shen Jingtan lowered her eyes to stare at his lips, smiled faintly, and said, "Of course."

"You don't need to feel burdened."

“If needed, I can explain to Xiushu on your behalf.”

His eyes held a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Older people never concern themselves with immediate gains or losses; they always have a longer-term perspective. Even if they are the ones who actively break the ambiguous boundaries and cause panic, they will still stand on the side of the weaker party and pretend to be calm and magnanimous, placing themselves in the position of the victim.

Sure enough, seeing his thoughtfulness, Jiang Xiyu felt inexplicably guilty.

He wanted to say sorry.

But Shen Jingtan seemed to have guessed that he was going to apologize, and comforted him in advance: "There's no need to apologize. Last night's accident was also my fault. I didn't think things through."

He took all the blame upon himself.

Jiang Xiyu hurriedly retorted, "No..."

Shen Jingtan stopped listening. He patted the young man's waist, signaling him to get off his lap.

Jiang Xiyu looked at him, and the blush on her face only deepened.

He got up from Shen Jingtan, looked at the man's slightly disheveled suit, and slowly lowered his eyes.

Shen Jingtan took off her coat and put it in her arms, then got up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he paused, and said considerately, "Have someone come and tidy up."

If you don't want Shen Xiushu to notice anything amiss, then the two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table...

Jiang Xiyu nodded belatedly.

Looking at his dazed state, Shen Jingtan finally said with concern, "Don't get drunk again in the future."

Jiang Xiyu lowered her head even further.

After the door closed, he looked up and cursed under his breath.

The older man clearly enjoyed seeing him drunk, yet now he was reminding him not to get drunk anymore.

He's played both the good guy and the bad guy.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at the time and quickly called the front desk to have someone come and clean.

Not long after the cleaning was finished, the suite door was rang again.

Jiang Xiyu had already changed back into his bathrobe. He rubbed his face, pretending to have just woken up, and went to open the door.

When he saw Shen Xiushu, a look of surprise appeared in his sleepy eyes: "A-Shu?"

Shen Xiushu was dressed formally, as if he had just returned from attending some banquet.

He stood in front of Jiang Xiyu, looking at his clothes, his eyes filled with a cold indifference that seemed almost tangible.

This was the first time Shen Xiushu had openly signaled danger to Jiang Xiyu, as if he had discovered that someone else was coveting his territory's prey, his eyes filled with gloom.

He didn't respond to Jiang Xiyu, but went inside on his own and inspected every inch of the suite.

Only after confirming that there was no trace of anyone else there did Shen Xiushu stop, turn around and look at Jiang Xiyu, asking, "Are you here alone?"

Jiang Xiyu replied without blushing or skipping a beat: "Yes."

"I heard you were drunk. Who brought you here?" Shen Xiushu's tone was cold, and his eyes were very intimidating.

This time, Shen Xiushu wouldn't believe the excuse about being face-blind. He looked at Jiang Xiyu, hoping he would tell him the truth.

Jiang Xiyu then looked puzzled and said, "I... I don't really know either."

Shen Xiushu stared intently at him, as if trying to find any trace of a lie on his face.

Jiang Xiyu rubbed his head and shook it, feeling a bit of a headache. He said in a dry voice, "I remember being forced to drink alcohol yesterday. Then I asked Ning Qing to help me to the car, but I really can't remember what happened after that. I don't even know why I'm here."

"Ashu, what happened?"

Without evidence, Shen Xiushu certainly couldn't do anything to him.

However, Shen Xiushu would not completely believe such a flawed statement.

Whether his mistress has cheated or not, he doesn't have much time to investigate right now. He can temporarily set aside those doubts and trust Jiang Xiyu.

Because his heart felt empty, and he desperately needed someone to fill that void.

In the past few months, he has had very few opportunities to meet with Jiang Xiyu; sometimes they might not see each other more than a few times in two months.

He found it hard to describe how he felt when he saw the young man. It was a mix of anger and satisfaction. Only when he realized there was no one else in the suite did Shen Xiushu's heart, which had been throbbing with a hidden pain all the way here, seem to calm down a little.

So Shen Xiushu walked towards Jiang Xiyu, but just as he was about to embrace the young man, the phone rang.

Jiang Xiyu pretended to be embarrassed and nudged him, then quickly took his phone and gestured for him to answer the call first.

Shen Xiushu didn't want to answer, but the voice seemed to have a tendency to keep going until he answered.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at the incoming call and inexplicably laughed.

That's really not generous at all.