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

Shen Xiushu clenched his fists at his sides, his chest heaving as he suppressed his anger.

He sneered, reminding him word by word: "But he's my man."

Shen Jingtan paused, then smiled faintly and told him, "He is not yours; he belongs to himself."

"From the moment you got engaged, you lost the right to have it."

Shen Xiushu's face was somber: "Uncle, the person in his heart is me!"

"You know he has feelings for you, but what are you doing, Xiushu?" Shen Jingtan wasn't angry; she simply asked him with a smile, her demeanor as an elder gentle and composed.

An older person remains as steady as a mountain, regardless of how emotionally unstable the other person may be.

He calmly asked Shen Xiushu, "Have I given you many opportunities to choose, but you didn't take any of them?"

"You always say you'll handle it, but the result is always a mess."

"Including after the car accident, did you really not have time to see him? Or had you already seen your own heart clearly, but didn't believe it, so you didn't dare to see him?"

"You think falling in love with your lover is a very embarrassing thing, right?"

He knew his nephew all too well.

He was a prodigy from a young age, and his life was smooth sailing; he never experienced any setbacks.

Therefore, when faced with something that goes against his pride, he will choose to ignore it and refuse to back down.

Shen Xiushu looked at him and said, "This is not a reason for you, Uncle, to interfere."

These words sounded somewhat amusing, and Shen Jingtan's smile deepened as she said, "Interference? Xiu Shu, did I force you to get engaged? Or did I force you not to like him? You can ask that child if I ever broke you up, or if I ever interfered with your relationship..."

"You should know better than anyone why things have turned out this way, Xiushu."

He felt that the child couldn't live without him, so he was indifferent to the explanations.

Even though they have feelings for each other, they are afraid of falling in love and choose to avoid it.

Such a relationship cannot withstand any setbacks.

Therefore, Shen Jingtan was confident of victory.

Shen Xiushu suppressed his anger and said, "Even so, whether I have feelings for him or not is my business. Uncle, this is not a reason for you to take advantage of me."

"Your high-sounding words are nothing more than your way of satisfying your own selfish desires."

"Whether or not you were involved, you know perfectly well in your heart, Uncle."

For the first time in over twenty years, the uncle and nephew were at odds like this, and the air in the ward seemed to stand still.

It wasn't until Shen's mother's rebuke broke the ice that Shen Xiushu's expression stiffened.

Shen's mother pulled Shen Xiushu aside and apologized to Shen Jingtan on his behalf for his offensive words.

Shen Jingtan glanced coldly at the mother and son, and finally turned and left.

As the man's footsteps faded into the distance, another crisp slap rang out.

Shen Xiushu's head was knocked to the side by his mother. He pursed his lips and walked out of the ward with a gloomy look in his eyes.

……

Shen Jingtan got into the car and instructed the driver to go to the company.

However, after driving for a short distance, the driver noticed a car following them in the rearview mirror.

The driver asked, "Sir, should we send someone to resolve this?"

Shen Jingtan frowned slowly, and after a long while, said in a calm voice, "No need."

The driver was somewhat surprised, after all, following another vehicle was a matter of Mr. Shen's safety.

However, since Mr. Shen had already spoken, he couldn't say anything.

In the hospital, Jiang Xiyu finished her rehabilitation as dusk approached.

The sky was a beautiful pink, so Jiang Xiyu wanted to try taking a walk in the garden. He had recovered a lot and no longer needed someone to help him walk all the time.

His secretary followed behind him and, seeing that he was sweating, couldn't help but say, "Why don't you rest for a bit? I'll go get you a bottle of water."

Jiang Xiyu nodded and walked a while after the secretary left.

However, as I walked further, I lost my balance and my foot slipped, causing my legs to ache immediately.

Jiang Xiyu staggered, and just as she was about to fall, her arm was suddenly grabbed by a pair of hands.

His back suddenly pressed against the man's chest, and the familiar scent of ebony filled his nostrils once more.

This time, it also enveloped all his senses.

Jiang Xiyu stiffened, then grabbed Shen Jingtan's hand, trying to get out of his embrace.

Shen Jingtan gripped his shoulders with both hands to support him, and asked in a soft voice, "Where does it hurt?"

Men are always the first to notice when something is wrong.

Jiang Xiyu slowly lowered her eyes and said softly, "I want to sit for a while."

Shen Jingtan helped him sit on the wooden chair next to her, and half-squatted down as if to lift up his trouser leg to check his legs.

Such a humble attitude.

Jiang Xiyu tightened her grip, slightly shifting her long legs to avoid his hand, and said, "I'm fine, Mr. Shen."

Shen Jingtan chuckled softly, as if there was something else going on: "Why don't you call me Uncle Shen like you did last night?"

Unexpectedly, the man said that. Jiang Xiyu was stunned for a moment, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed, as well as at a loss.

He hurriedly got up, wanting to escape, but forgot that his legs were weak, and ended up swaying and falling onto Shen Jingtan's shoulder again.

Shen Jingtan watched him fall with a leisurely air, seemingly smiling.

He reached out and caught it, finding Jiang Xiyu incredibly light.

He lost his desire to tease her and, fearing that Jiang Xiyu's leg injury was serious, he took her onto his lap without giving her a chance to refuse.

Jiang Xiyu struggled, saying it wouldn't be good if others saw this.

But at this time, there are actually very few people in the garden, and besides, Shen Jingtan has had people keeping watch outside.

Shen Jingtan pressed down on his shoulder, her voice lowering: "Don't move."

The voice was somewhat authoritative, and Jiang Xiyu dared not move.

Shen Jingtan lifted his trouser leg, revealing a section of fair and straight leg, which was now covered with hideous marks.

Jiang Xiyu turned her head away, not wanting to look.

Shen Jingtan frowned slightly, skillfully pressed on his hand, and asked him where it hurt.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't grasp the tight shirt around his arm; it felt more like a kitten's paws scratching at him.

Shen Jingtan tried not to exert any force. Seeing Jiang Xiyu's forehead covered in cold sweat but still unwilling to utter a sound, she couldn't help but sigh and coaxed him in a hoarse voice, "Relax, it won't hurt."

Jiang Xiyu gave a low hum and stopped grabbing him, her legs dangling slightly in the air, looking embarrassed.

The sunset glow on the horizon was breathtakingly beautiful.

After Shen Jingtan finished her examination, Jiang Xiyu coldly raised his eyes and looked carefully into the distance.

After a while, he suddenly put away his cold expression, turned his head closer to Shen Jingtan, and called out to him in a slightly trembling voice, using a respectful title that sounded like a plea.

Shen Jingtan's brows furrowed for a moment.

Shen Xiushu drove all the way here, but lost sight of Shen Jingtan after arriving at the hospital.

He originally wanted to go to the hospital to look for her, but the hospital's confidentiality was too strict. Shen Xiushu didn't know which room Jiang Xiyu was in, and just knowing her name wasn't enough.

He was passing by the park when he looked up and was about to make a call to get help when he was suddenly stunned by what he saw in the distance.

He froze, his body stiff as he remained in the position of making the phone call.

Not far away, his lover was now facing away from him, being held in the lap of another man, her long hair wrapped around the man's meticulously tailored sleeves, the black and white hair blending softly. His large, slender hands were now gripping the young man's neck, as if forcing him to endure the man's possessive kisses.

This scene left Shen Xiushu nearly speechless with astonishment.

Before he could react to the betrayal, the elegant man seemed to sense something and slowly raised his eyes, his calm and deep gaze revealing an undisguised sharpness and danger.

It was no longer gentle, but rather a chilling warning.

The man's indifferent gaze swept over him for a moment, then suddenly lowered again, gazing at the young man with eyes that seemed to be both comforting and flirting, exchanging kisses with him.