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

Jiang Xiyu was trembling slightly on the way from the garden to the ward.

No matter how Shen Jingtan tried to comfort him, it seemed to be to no avail.

After carrying Jiang Xiyu back to the ward, Shen Jingtan called the doctor over to examine him.

During the inspection, Shen Jingtan instructed her secretary to handle Shen Xiushu's affairs and also called Shen Xiushu's mother.

Just after the phone call ended, the doctor finished examining Jiang Xiyu.

Shen Jingtan inquired about the situation, and the doctor said there was nothing wrong, it was just that Jiang Xiyu had been moving around too frequently, and the repaired meridians were still not used to it.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyes and rubbed her legs with a somewhat dazed expression.

Shen Jingtan poured him a glass of warm water.

Jiang Xiyu politely accepted the drink and took a sip.

Shen Jingtan sat on the edge of the bed and gently asked him if there was anything else that bothered him.

Jiang Xiyu sipped the water from the rim of her glass and shook her head.

A strand of hair was brought to his lips. Shen Jingtan lowered her eyes and looked at it for a moment before raising her hand to pluck it away with her fingertips.

He sighed softly, "Don't be afraid."

Shen Jingtan's fingertips were warm, leaving a warm residue as they brushed against her face.

Those were hands that had been pampered. Jiang Xiyu looked at his empty wrists, and then, as if remembering something, put down the water glass and bent down to retrieve the sandalwood bracelet hidden under the pillow.

That was something Shen Jingtan left behind last time, and Jiang Xiyu has been keeping it safe ever since.

His long hair, flowing down his back, fell over his shoulders with his movements, then lightly brushed against Shen Jingtan's hand.

He twitched his fingertips, letting strands of hair slip through his fingers.

"Mr. Shen, these are your things."

Jiang Xiyu held the sandalwood in her hands and then handed it to Shen Jingtan.

Shen Jingtan lowered her gaze and looked for a while, then smiled softly: "You've been hiding it all this time?"

This statement is quite meaningful.

Jiang Xiyu seemed not to have heard her, staring at the sandalwood in her hand, and said frankly, "I'm afraid of losing it."

Shen Jingtan didn't immediately take it. Seeing that Jiang Xiyu was unwilling to meet her gaze, she raised her hand and hooked his chin, seemingly asking seriously, "Without this, you can't recognize me?"

Jiang Xiyu clenched her hands together, but did not answer.

Shen Jingtan looked into his eyes, seemingly pondering for a long time, before saying, "You recognize me, don't you?"

Jiang Xiyu's long eyelashes fluttered quickly.

Shen Jingtan already knew the answer.

He chuckled for a moment, his fingertips lightly touching the young man's crimson lips, which were incredibly soft.

Having tasted each other's flavors and knowing each other's warmth, it's a relationship that seems distant yet is secretly close.

The young man was unwilling to go further, and he wouldn't allow it to go any further.

With no other option, Shen Jingtan smiled and, for the first time in a tone that sounded almost like an order, gently said to Jiang Xiyu, "Help me put it on."

Jiang Xiyu couldn't refuse, and after feeling the warmth of her lips, she slightly turned her head away.

He wrapped the bracelet around twice and then carefully put it on Shen Jingtan.

The cool beads slowly traced the veins on the back of Shen Jingtan's hand. Jiang Xiyu watched, and his movements became even gentler.

The ward was quiet, so Jiang Xiyu could clearly feel the gentle breath on her ear.

That scent made his ears itch, and Jiang Xiyu couldn't help but tilt his head to avoid it. He then heard the man chuckle and remind him in a seemingly serious tone, "Be serious."

Jiang Xiyu had no choice but to concentrate, and by the time he had helped Shen Jingtan put it on, sweat was beading on his forehead.

Shen Jingtan did not look away from him, but simply sat up slightly, as if the closeness just now was just Jiang Xiyu's illusion.

The atmosphere became very subtle when he didn't speak.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere, so she took the initiative to thank him.

Shen Jingtan raised an eyebrow slightly: "What are you thanking me for?"

Jiang Xiyu took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, Mr. Shen, for cooperating with me just now."

As if he didn't mind the charade that had just turned real, the young man was simply grateful and impolite.

Shen Jingtan's pupils were deep and unfathomable. Suddenly, she leaned closer to Jiang Xiyu, almost touching his breath, and asked, "How do you want to thank me?"

Jiang Xiyu stared at him blankly, as if she hadn't expected it, or as if she hadn't thought it through.

Shen Jingtan lowered her voice and asked again with great patience, "Xi Yu, how do you want to thank me?"

Jiang Xiyu opened her mouth, but felt that she didn't have any decent gift to offer as a thank you.

Shen Jingtan's gaze fell on Jiang Xiyu's pupils. After a long while, seeing that Jiang Xiyu was afraid to breathe, he moved a little distance away and said tolerantly, "It's okay, think about it slowly."

"You're so smart, you'll know what I want, right?"

Shen Jingtan brushed aside the stray hairs that had fallen across Jiang Xiyu's face and gently tucked them behind his ear.

Jiang Xiyu's heart skipped a beat. He didn't move; he had never dared to move in the face of Shen Jingtan's approach. His eyes were filled with the awe and trepidation one often has for those in power.

Shen Jingtan had been subjected to this kind of gaze many times, so he didn't feel anything particularly strongly about it.

But at this moment, he didn't quite like the emotion that appeared in the young man's eyes. He had seen the deep affection in the young man's eyes when he looked at his nephew, so in comparison, this kind of awe and caution made him feel unhappy.

Shen Jingtan remained silent for a while.

During the long wait, he whispered a word of advice: "Xi Yu, I am not your elder, nor am I a good person. I will help you only because you have something I want. I will help you get rid of Shen Xiushu only to satisfy my own desires, because I don't want you to continue to be entangled with Shen Xiushu."

He smiled, seemingly helplessly.

The young man was as pure as a flower, yet as gentle as flowing water. The occasional animalistic nature he revealed made Shen Jingtan feel that he was too simple and easy to deceive.

He also liked his obedience, but he liked his true and unrestrained side even more.

He had said it bluntly many times, but this time he wouldn't let the young man escape. When an ambitious person reveals his purpose, it proves that he has already won.

Shen Jingtan was determined to get Jiang Xiyu.

Because he was separated from Shen Xiushu, the young man was like a crabapple blossom in the arena of fame and fortune, ready to be picked by anyone. But compared to power, Shen Jingtan believed that no one could take this crabapple blossom from him, nor would anyone dare to take it from him.

All he had to do was get the crabapple blossoms into his hands.

"What do you want? Perhaps I can give you anything."

This was the second time he had used both threats and inducements to ask Jiang Xiyu what he wanted, and the second time he had given him a chance to gain benefits.

Jiang Xiyu met his gaze, and after a long while, her eyelids lowered, she said gently, "Mr. Shen, whatever your purpose is, I am very grateful for your help..."

As for those things that happened behind the scenes, Jiang Xiyu didn't see them directly, so he pretended not to know.

He still outwardly appeared to believe Shen Jingtan, trusting him to be a very kind elder, and addressed him as "Uncle Shen" in a seemingly affectionate manner.

But the next sentence seemed to come from a great distance.

Jiang Xiyu looked into Shen Jingtan's eyes and finally spoke her true thoughts, her voice low and soft yet firm: "However, I don't want to be someone else's lover anymore."

His eyes held a yearning for the future; he longed to shed his shameful identity.

Shen Jingtan lowered her eyes and smiled, but did not reply.

In fact, Shen Jingtan is a very traditional person.

He had no intention of, and was unwilling to, let Jiang Xiyu become his lover.