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

Jiang Xiyu is a child who pleases everyone in every way; this is the old lady's heartfelt feeling after talking with him.

When talking about his relationship with Shen Jingtan, she sensed from Jiang Xiyu's words that the young man might not have been too fond of Shen Jingtan yet. At least, he was clear-headed and did not show the blind sweetness of someone in love.

The old lady suddenly glanced at Shen Jingtan.

Shen Jingtan remained calm and composed, simply gazing at Jiang Xiyu with her deep eyes.

With just that one glance, the old lady sighed.

So he repeatedly told Shen Jingtan to treat him well. After all, in the old lady's eyes, her son was already past the age of infatuation. She hoped that Shen Jingtan could be more tolerant of his immaturity, since the person he liked was still so young and beautiful.

After giving Shen Jingtan her instructions, the old lady wanted to personally present Jiang Xiyu with a gift.

The gift was a delicate gold bracelet.

The old lady said that the bracelet was given to her by her mother and was originally intended for her future daughter-in-law, but now she wanted to give it to Jiang Xiyu.

Jiang Xiyu felt it was too valuable and refused to accept it.

Shen Jingtan stood up. He didn't directly persuade Jiang Xiyu to accept it, but gently and tactfully reminded her that the old lady should rest.

Upon hearing that the old lady had reached her resting time, Jiang Xiyu felt it would be inconvenient to refuse and delay her, so she could only nervously accept.

The old lady smiled and handed the bracelet to Shen Jingtan, instructing him, "Put this on Xi Yu."

Shen Jingtan slightly tugged at the corner of her lips, took the hand, and grasped Jiang Xiyu's hand.

The bracelet was the right size for the woman's wrist, and Jiang Xiyu's wrist was also very slender, so it didn't take much effort to put it on. On the contrary, there was still some space around the bracelet.

As Jiang Xiyu lowered his hand, the bracelet would tilt and fall onto his pale skin, as if it could fall off at any moment, or as if it was just stuck in his bones and wouldn't fall off.

Her slender, bony hands were delicate and thin, with prominent, dark blue veins that were strong yet astringent. Paired with the bracelet in the light, they inexplicably exuded a captivating allure.

Shen Jingtan stared at it quietly for a while, then a gentle smile appeared on her refined face as she said softly, "It's too late."

Jiang Xiyu understood and bid farewell to Shen's mother.

The old lady hoped they would stay at the Shen residence for one night.

Shen Jingtan showed no intention of leaving. He looked at Jiang Xiyu, as if asking for his opinion.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't very well refuse in front of the old lady.

Shen Jingtan then led Jiang Xiyu outside.

He felt that Jiang Xiyu's palm was very soft and warm, and turned his head to ask him if he liked the bracelet.

Jiang Xiyu looked at their clasped hands, then at the bracelet swaying slightly on her wrist, and smiled obediently at Shen Jingtan, saying, "I like it."

He knew that older men liked it too.

Shen Jingtan met his smiling eyes, and after a long while, her Adam's apple bobbed as she looked away, commenting calmly, "It suits you very well."

Jiang Xiyu's smile deepened.

Shen Jingtan led him to her study.

The study is large, with a Chinese style that exudes an understated yet undeniably luxurious feel.

He took a curious look around and found that everything here was as meticulous as its owner.

Shen Jingtan sat down at the tea table to brew tea, and only after she finished did she call Jiang Xiyu over.

The two sat facing each other and drank for a while when suddenly a cool breeze blew in from outside, disturbing the aroma of the tea.

Jiang Xiyu turned her head to look at the open window and noticed that many small, yellowish-red fruits were growing on the trees outside.

He personally felt that Shen Jingtan's study should be planted with some elegant plants, such as evergreen bamboo or timeless pine, because they would be very much in line with Shen Jingtan's temperament. However, he did not expect that it would be a fruit tree.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't help but ask curiously, "What kind of fruit is that? Is it edible?"

Shen Jingtan took a sip of tea, followed his gaze, and after a moment of contemplation, said, "The fruit of the crabapple tree, would you like to try it?"

Malus spectabilis.

Jiang Xiyu then remembered what Shen Jingtan had said: he had once said that he resembled the crabapple tree outside his study.

But this season, the crabapple tree no longer blooms, though it has borne fruit.

Jiang Xiyu was silent for a moment, then asked Shen Jingtan very softly, "When I received the crabapple blossom branch on set that time, was it from Mr. Shen's place?"

Shen Jingtan lowered her brows slightly and remained silent.

Shen Jingtan himself broke off that crabapple branch in front of the window, but now he has broken off a real crabapple.

Shen Jingtan smiled slightly, her gaze towards Jiang Xiyu carrying an elegant yet barely perceptible hint of desire.

"So it was actually Mr. Shen who visited the set that time, right?"

Jiang Xiyu remembered what the old lady had said: Shen Jingtan had been pursuing her for a long time.

Therefore, those actions are now imbued with ambiguous meaning.

He looked up and met Shen Jingtan's gaze, silently enduring it for more than ten seconds before his face began to flush red.

It's true, I've liked you for a long time.

Jiang Xiyu read this meaning in Shen Jingtan's smiling and gentle eyes.

He slowly held his breath, then looked away from the crabapple tree and changed the subject, saying, "Mr. Shen, may I try one?"

Shen Jingtan chuckled and said gently, "Okay."

With permission, Jiang Xiyu got up and walked to the window, easily picking the fruit.

He wasn't too particular; he just wiped it and wanted to try it.

Shen Jingtan suddenly said, "Good boy, bring it here."

Jiang Xiyu was puzzled.

Shen Jingtan waved for him to take it, her voice still gentle: "Wash it before you eat it."

Jiang Xiyu obediently went over, intending to wash the fruit himself with the water on the tea table. Unexpectedly, Shen Jingtan took the fruit and carefully washed it for him before handing it to Jiang Xiyu.

The crabapples, washed with water, have a vibrant, glistening color that makes them look incredibly appetizing.

Jiang Xiyu didn't reach out to take it, but instead bent down and took a small bite from Shen Jingtan's hand.

The soft lips inevitably touched the fingertips.

Shen Jingtan paused, her eyes darkening.

He lowered his gaze to examine the young man's posture, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his lips red and teeth white.

As if he had tasted something delicious, he slightly extended his soft tongue and took away everything from his lips.

Shen Jingtan wasn't blind to everything; he saw through the young man's seduction.

As for the purpose, Shen Jingtan didn't care much.

His jaw tightened slightly, and he asked in a low, husky voice, "Is it good?"

Jiang Xiyu tilted her head slightly and said softly, "It's delicious."

So Shen Jingtan put the remaining half between her lips, then lifted Jiang Xiyu's chin and kissed him.