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

When the door opened, an air of ambiguity rushed in.

The silhouettes of two people embracing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window are enchanting.

The man seemed to have imprisoned the person between his chest and the window, his tall figure completely covering the person in his arms, with only two arms clinging to his back as if grasping at a lifeline, their slender fingers tightly clenched, their knuckles distinct.

Shen Xiushu stared intently at those hands.

That hand was pale and beautiful, with a bracelet hanging from its slender wrist. But if it weren't for the very distinct and long knuckles, from a distance it would vaguely look like a woman's hand.

Shen Xiushu also hoped that it was a woman's hand, but it wasn't; it was a man's.

His long, soft hair was wrapped in the man's arm; it belonged to... Jiang Xiyu.

Those immersed in warmth seemed unaware of the intruders at first glance.

Jiang Xiyu nestled in Shen Jingtan's arms, then embraced him using the strength of his shoulder and back.

Hugging is a very warm thing. He tilted his head back until his chin rested lightly on the man's shoulder before slightly lifting his shimmering eyes to look at him.

In that one glance, he met Shen Xiushu's cannibalistic gaze.

Startled by such a gaze, the mist in Jiang Xiyu's eyes barely gathered before dissipating in an instant. He shrank back and let out an "Ah," then pressed his face deeply against the man's neck, as if trying to bury himself in it.

Shen Xiushu froze. Looking at the faint blush on Jiang Xiyu's face and his dazed eyes, he felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

He had never touched this person.

But this person is now doing such intimate things with his uncle.

They were so close that they couldn't tolerate anyone else. Standing there, he felt as if they had thrown him into an ice cellar, his whole body so cold that he was numb.

The presence of a third party is too strong.

In fact, Shen Jingtan had already shielded the person in her arms tightly when the door was pushed open forcefully.

He held Jiang Xiyu in an elegant posture, his entire body impeccably neat and without the slightest dishevelment, as if it were just a simple embrace with his lover without anything else, or as if he was displeased that an outsider had disturbed their deeper intimacy.

He didn't turn around, but raised his hand to soothe Jiang Xiyu's back. As if afraid of frightening him, his tone was still low and gentle, but it also contained an undeniable coldness: "Get out!"

Shen Xiushu did not move.

Jiang Xiyu stole a glance, and her body trembled violently.

He was terrified and embarrassed that the person had barged in at this time, even if he knew who it was.

Shen Jingtan also didn't like being seen being intimate by others.

He held Jiang Xiyu in his arms, and when he turned slightly to see Shen Xiushu, his gaze paused for a moment, then became even colder, carrying an almost suffocating sense of oppression.

Shen Jingtan said coldly, "Who gave you permission to come in?"

Shen Xiushu's lips seemed to bleed from biting them.

He looked at Shen Jingtan coldly.

Watching them face to face, in such an intimate posture.

Looking at the person Shen Jingtan was holding, it was someone who should have been his.

All the anticipation, anxiety, and longing he felt when he arrived transformed into a surge of anger at this moment.

Shen Jingtan ignored his emotions.

He gently straightened Jiang Xiyu's clothes, then bent down, held the young man's knees, and easily lifted him up in his arms.

Jiang Xiyu leaned her head against his chest, her voice soft and weak as she said, "Mr. Shen, please tell him to leave..."

The young man's voice still carried a lingering hoarseness, and his tone was soft and gentle, as if he were pleading.

Whether it was these words that touched a nerve, or opened a floodgate of jealousy, Shen Xiushu finally couldn't hold back and shouted sharply, "Jiang Xiyu!!!"

"You are utterly shameless!!!"

Such insults echoed throughout the study.

Jiang Xiyu, who hadn't heard that familiar voice for a long time, was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, his whole body tensed up and his face seemed to lose all color.

He struggled instinctively for a moment, then shrank back into Shen Jingtan's arms in fear.

He didn't want Shen Xiushu to see him.

Shen Jingtan noticed his unease, gently patted his shoulder with her arm around his shoulder, and said in a gentle tone, "It's okay."

He turned around with the person in his arms, his demeanor cold and stern.

The atmosphere around them seemed oppressive and stagnant, giving one the illusion of suffocation.

Shen Jingtan's shadow remained unmoved. He calmly raised his eyes and coldly glared at Shen Xiushu, coldly rebuking him: "Shut up!"

Shen's mother and the housekeeper, who happened to hear the commotion, came in and were both startled.

Because in their minds, Shen Jingtan never seemed to get angry like this.

Seeing the scene inside, Shen's mother was so frightened that she almost fainted. The butler also lowered his head and dared not speak. Only Shen Xiushu looked at Shen Jingtan without fear.

In the long, drawn-out confrontation, one remained calm and indifferent, while the other was filled with anger and impulsiveness.

The atmosphere in the study became unusually heavy as a result.

Shen Xiushu suddenly gritted his teeth and called out Jiang Xiyu's name.

He seemed to be shouting out his anger, his jealousy, and his heartache.

Just as he was blinded by jealousy and walked toward Shen Jingtan, Shen's mother and the housekeeper quickly grabbed him.

Shen Xiushu roared in a fit of rage, "Jiang Xiyu, you come here right now!"

"You're mine, you're fucking mine!"

"Shen Jingtan, let him go!!!"

Forget about elders and family harmony; in matters of the heart, no matter who the other person is, you must stand firm. Besides, Jiang Xiyu is his; he was the one who personally pulled him out of the mire.

Why? Why should Shen Jingtan touch him?!

Shen Xiushu glared angrily at Shen Jingtan, his eyes filled with rage.

Shen Jingtan watched him lose his temper, her eyes turning cold for a moment before she suddenly smiled.

In his eyes, these were all minor squabbles.

They're just kids who can't get candy, making a fuss about wanting some.

But he was the one who dropped the candy.

For a moment, Shen Jingtan felt that she had wasted too much time.

He thought he had turned this child into a perfect masterpiece, but it turns out he still hadn't taught him well.

He won't reprimand Shen Xiushu now; he'll have plenty of time once he's appeased the young man.

Shen Jingtan lost her patience.

He carried Jiang Xiyu toward the study door.

As they passed each other, Jiang Xiyu slightly raised her eyes from Shen Jingtan's embrace.

He glanced at Shen Xiushu as if bestowing a handout.

That glance was unfamiliar and cold, completely different from the gentleness he had shown when facing Shen Xiushu.

So indifferent, so devoid of any emotion.

It was as if it was mocking his loss of composure, and also as if it was lightly ridiculing his overestimation of his abilities.

In an instant, Shen Xiushu seemed frozen in place. Then, as if struck by a tremendous shock, he watched Shen Jingtan's retreating figure carrying the person away and suddenly sneered, "Uncle, he doesn't like you. What use is your man to you? You're getting old. When Jiang Xiyu finds a bigger backer, you'll be abandoned too..."

"That's just the kind of person he is. Don't think he has any good intentions; he doesn't at all!"

Shen Jingtan paused slightly, then smiled without saying a word.

Shen Xiushu sneered, "He doesn't like you..."

He doesn't like anyone...

"Enough!" Finally, Mrs. Shen couldn't hold back any longer and slapped Shen Xiushu in exasperation. "Look at yourself now! You're fighting with your own uncle over a man, and you even disrespectfully address your elders by their given names. Shen Xiushu, who have you done right by?"

Shen Xiushu, his head turned to the side after being hit, heard these words and his laughter became even more sarcastic.

Whom can we be fair to?

Yes, having come to this point, who have we let down?

Shen Xiushu ignored his mother's hysteria and walked out without even glancing at her.