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

At night, the ceiling lights in the underground parking garage were bright, and a private luxury car slowly drove in.

After the car came to a stop, the assistant got out of the passenger seat, opened the door, bent down and said a few words to the people in the back seat before carefully helping them out.

When Jiang Xiyu was helped out, she wasn't wearing a coat, and her shirt wasn't as neat as usual, revealing her broad shoulders and an exceptionally slender waist.

Seemingly afraid he would fall, the bodyguard reached out to support his waist.

Just then, a heavy, jarring slam of a car door closing echoed abruptly in the quiet place.

The force was so great that it seemed to shatter the wind flowing in the air.

The assistant and bodyguard looked over at the sound and saw a black Brabus G900 with an exceptionally high profile parked not far away. The garage lights shone on the sleek body of the car, making it look as if it were inlaid with diamonds, exuding both luxury and a domineering and dignified presence.

What's even more noticeable is that right next to it is an Alpha that's just as big as the car itself.

He was dressed in all black, his posture casual and relaxed, almost blending into the color of the car.

However, that face was highlighted as exceptionally pale, and its lips were as red as roses.

Her long hair was casually tied back, and her jawline, no longer softened by the hair, was taut, giving off a cold and unapproachable vibe.

When he stood with the train station, his cold gaze, his lowered eyelids, only intensified the oppressive feeling.

Shang Shi always greeted people with a smile, especially those around Jiang Xiyu.

But now, there was no smile on his face. He simply focused his gaze on the hands of his assistant and bodyguards supporting Jiang Xiyu. The longer it went on, the deeper his gaze became.

His aura was so powerful that it made people's hearts tremble.

Almost subconsciously, the assistant and bodyguard noticed this and unconsciously loosened their grip on Jiang Xiyu's hands.

Shang Shi was somewhat satisfied and walked over to them.

He walked up to his assistant and bodyguard, looking down at the person they were helping.

The person seemed to be unconscious, letting others support them as their head drooped limply, their once meticulously combed hair now slightly disheveled, softly falling across their forehead.

Her skin flushed under the lights, even her long, slender neck couldn't escape the red glow.

Because the shirt tied at the waistband was pulled out, the strong and flexible lines of the waist could be vaguely seen.

Shang Shi stared at that spot for a long time without any attempt to hide his gaze before finally smiling softly: "Can I have him?"

It sounded like a discussion, but the tone was absolutely firm and left no room for argument.

The bodyguard glanced at the assistant, who swallowed hard. "Thank you for your help, Young Master Shang."

As he spoke, he took Jiang Xiyu's arm and moved closer to Shang Shi.

Shang Shi grabbed Jiang Xiyu's arm with his large hand and pulled him in front of him effortlessly. He then stretched out his long arm and put his arm around Jiang Xiyu's shoulder.

After the Alpha's possessiveness was satisfied, it took Shang Shi a long time to regain some of his rationality. He forced a smile with little emotion and asked knowingly, "What's wrong with brother?"

The assistant and bodyguard were both Alphas and tall, but they looked inexplicably shorter standing in front of Shang Shi.

Jiang Xiyu's assistant, who had been by his side, had seen all sorts of imposing figures in the industry.

But at this moment, when Shang Shi asked him a question, for some reason, he still felt a chill run down his spine.

He forced himself to remain calm and replied briefly, "Young Master accidentally got drunk at the party."

Upon hearing this, Shang Shi lowered his eyes and narrowed them. After a long while, he repeatedly uttered three words: "Drunk?"

The assistant nodded.

Shang Shi asked in a low voice, "Who were you drinking with? Qin Muyuan?"

Were they drunk together?

"Did anything happen?"

Shang Shi lowered her eyes and stared at a certain spot. After a moment's pause, a faint sneer escaped her lips. "Why are my brother's clothes messy..."

assistant:"……"

Which one should I answer first?

He was completely bewildered by Shang Shi's barrage of questions and remained stunned for a long while before finally snapping out of it under Shang Shi's extremely threatening gaze.

He looked at Shang Shi's expression and carefully replied, "No, it's not like that. It seems that the young master drank too much, and the clothes were also taken off in the car because the young master was too hot."

He didn't get drunk with Qin Muyuan.

Nothing happened.

Shang Shi then withdrew his gaze with a hint of satisfaction, tightened his grip, looked at Jiang Xiyu, and sighed softly with a cryptic smile: "How could I be so careless..."

The tone was so wistful, it was as if he were saying: "It's so great to be drunk."

assistant:"……"

He scratched his head, looking uncertainly at Shang Shi's expression. Seeing him staring intently at the person in his arms, he wondered if he had misunderstood and was overthinking things.

The next second, he realized he hadn't thought about it at all.

Suddenly, Shang Shi bent down, grabbed Jiang Xiyu's hands, put them on his shoulders, and then squatted down. His two strong arms wrapped around Jiang Xiyu's thighs, supporting them with his palms, his muscles bulging out in a beautiful arc due to the force.

To prevent the person on his back from falling off, Shang Shi exerted a little force with his arms, causing Jiang Xiyu's slender legs to cling even more tightly to his waist.

The movements were fluid and executed in one smooth motion.

Without a care in the world, he easily picked up a tall Alpha who needed two people to support him, and held him face to face.

Not only was the assistant stunned, but even the usually serious bodyguard was dumbfounded, his mouth agape.

This is definitely not a hugging posture that a straight A could come up with.

This pose is just too intimate...

It's strange and ambiguous in a way that's hard to describe!

It's so incredibly ambiguous!!!

"..."

"Coat." Shang Shi's gaze followed Jiang Xiyu's back down to his waist and hips, which were accentuated by the way he was holding the coat.

He paused for a moment, then reminded his assistant, "Put it on him."

The assistant, bewildered by the ambiguous gesture, stiffly stepped forward, stiffly followed suit, and then stiffly watched them leave.

The air in the underground parking garage remained stagnant for a full ten minutes.

Finally, the bodyguard couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward, his face flushed, stammering, "Assistant Cheng, this, should be alright?"

The assistant coughed, trying to avoid the awkwardness, "I don't think so."

This apartment is close to the company, and when it was developed, an entire floor was specifically reserved for it.

The apartment where the young master currently lives is not only the one with the best natural light, but it is also completely private as there are no other residents. Even the elevator is a private, direct connection.

Therefore, no one will see them.

But just because no one saw it doesn't mean that those who witnessed the scene weren't human.

The assistant realized that he felt like he was leading his young master into the lion's den.

Especially the look in Young Master Shang's eyes just now, it inexplicably gave people a bad feeling.

This is absolutely terrible!!!