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

Shen Zhai.

The old lady hardly saw anyone at home. After going downstairs, she found Shen Jingtan leaning back on the sofa, breathing lightly, looking somewhat tired.

Seeing his son looking like he hadn't slept all night, he didn't want to disturb him and was about to turn around and go upstairs when he saw the aunt carrying two packed insulated containers.

Shen Jingtan raised her eyes slightly upon hearing footsteps.

He immediately checked his phone for the message, and the secretary who was waiting in Jiang Xiyu's ward said that he still hadn't woken up.

Shen Jingtan turned off his phone expressionlessly and gestured for the aunt to give him the thermos.

The aunt respectfully handed over the items and thoughtfully informed them that one of them was made according to Shen Jingtan's request and was helpful for replenishing blood.

Shen Jingtan stood up, took the money, thanked the aunt, and then told him to prepare more.

The old lady, standing on the stairs, heard everything clearly. When she heard Shen Jingtan tell the aunt to prepare some blood-nourishing and nutritious foods for the next few days, she asked with some doubt, "Who needs blood-nourishing and nutritious foods? Is someone in the family sick?"

Shen Jingtan turned around and looked at the old lady. Her indifferent gaze swept over the aunt. After the aunt left, she put down what she was holding and went forward to help the old lady downstairs.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the old lady couldn't contain her curiosity any longer. She asked in a serious tone, "Who exactly is this for?"

Shen Jingtan had no way to deal with the old lady and had no intention of hiding it from her. She simply said, "It's for people outside."

Upon hearing this direct admission, the old lady beamed with joy, withdrew her hand, and urged him, "Then hurry up and go, don't keep people waiting."

Shen Jingtan hummed in agreement.

The old lady said to his retreating figure that she hoped he would bring the person back for her to see soon.

Shen Jingtan paused for a moment, neither agreeing nor refusing.

The driver was already standing by the car door, waiting. When he saw Shen Jingtan come out carrying her things, he instinctively reached out to take them.

Shen Jingtan only gave him one of the two. After he got into the car, he didn't just put the other one on the seat, but held it with his hand and placed it on his lap.

When the car arrived at the hospital, it was surrounded by media.

Because of Jiang Xiyu's car accident, many media outlets began to stake out the hospital he was in day and night after learning about it.

Shen Jingtan frowned silently as she looked at the crowd blocking the hospital entrance.

He had the driver take him to the back entrance, where there were fewer people. After taking the elevator there, he went to Shen Xiushu's ward first.

Shen Xiushu had been awake for a while. When he saw Shen Jingtan arrive, he instinctively wanted to call out to her, but remembering his relationship with Jiang Xiyu, he held back and looked at Shen Jingtan with an almost rude gaze.

Shen Jingtan didn't mind. He put down what he was holding, but didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave.

He still had some things he wanted to know, and Shen Xiushu was the only one who knew the cause of the car accident.

As an elder, Shen Jingtan gave him the care he deserved.

He asked Shen Xiushu, "Are you alright?"

Shen Xiushu nodded and replied politely, "It's alright."

His gaze fell on the thermos in Shen Jingtan's other hand, and when he realized who it might be for, his expression immediately turned ugly.

Shen Jingtan ignored his unpleasant expression and calmly inquired about the car accident from Shen Xiushu.

Shen Xiushu did not hide anything, and even exaggerated a bit when he spoke, because of certain motives.

Exaggerate how much Jiang Xiyu cares about him, and tell Shen Jingtan, "Look, that's how much he cares about me. Even in a life-or-death situation, I would think of protecting him with my life."

Shen Xiu spoke, trying to discern a hint of emotion from Shen Jingtan's face.

But being a seasoned shrew who had held power in both politics and business for a long time, Shen Jingtan showed almost no emotion on her face. On the contrary, after listening, she could still calmly praise, "Then your relationship is really good."

It was as if he didn't care about their relationship at all, or as if he was watching an immature young beast showing off its pride.

Shen Jingtan narrowed her eyes slightly for a moment, her expression indifferent, as if she didn't mind his boastful behavior.

Young people are inevitably impetuous and competitive.

He didn't pursue the matter, but that doesn't mean he didn't listen.

The light from outside the window was dazzling, and when it reflected off the ground, it refracted the coldness in Shen Jingtan's pupils.

He quickly regained his composure, and his deep eyes returned to their timeless calm.

This calmness revealed a subtle hint of frustration in Shen Xiushu.

Realizing belatedly what he had done, Shen Xiushu felt both annoyed and embarrassed.

He had thought he could learn to be as elegant as Shen Jingtan, but when faced with Jiang Xiyu's questions, he still exposed the gap between himself and Shen Jingtan.

However, he did not know that his words had indeed caused Shen Jingtan to lose her usual self-control.

At least for now, Shen Jingtan had lost her appetite for conversation.

He stood up, told Shen Xiushu to take good care of himself, and then left with the thermos without giving him any chance.

In Shen Xiushu's eyes, Shen Jingtan's act of bringing in two insulated containers from the very beginning was also a form of protest.

After Shen Jingtan left, she carried her things into Jiang Xiyu's ward. Seeing this, the secretary considerately closed the door and left.

The ward was filled with the smell of medicine, which was definitely not a pleasant odor.

Shen Jingtan sat on the edge of the bed, looking down intently into Jiang Xiyu's eyes.

After a long while, he noticed something on the young man's trembling eyelashes and seemed to smile.

But then she thought about how Jiang Xiyu was in such a pitiful state all because of others, and Shen Jingtan couldn't laugh anymore.

He reached out and touched the young man's long, delicate neck, then stroked the scar and slowly bent down.

The shadows covering his face grew heavier and heavier, so heavy that Jiang Xiyu sensed an aggressive aura.

He could no longer pretend and opened his eyes, only to be met with the man's deep gaze the instant he opened them.

Their lips were almost touching.

Shen Jingtan looked at him, her gaze gentle yet seemingly forceful as she touched Jiang Xiyu's face.

Jiang Xiyu was stunned for a long time, holding her breath and trying to turn her head away to avoid it.

Shen Jingtan gently pulled his chin back, then lightly planted a suggestive, yet possessive, kiss on Jiang Xiyu's lips.

He smiled faintly, his sigh both alluring and dangerous: "Xi Yu, you've really been naughty this time."