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

Although Jiang Xiyu was accommodating in every way, he chose to revert to his original form when they shared a bed.

Firstly, he discovered that Yuejia seemed to like his original form; secondly, he didn't want the same absurd thing to happen again.

Yuejia sat sideways on the couch, and was slightly taken aback when she saw Jiang Xiyu return to his original form.

Jiang Xiyu didn't say much, but walked over and nuzzled against him, looking very ingratiating.

Yuejia lowered her eyes and, seeing Jiang Xiyu's behavior, assumed it was just to please her.

After all, Jiang Xiyu had humbled herself that day, begging for forgiveness in such an obedient manner, and even rolled over to show him her soft belly. The reason he finally fell asleep was because Jiang Xiyu massaged him with her paws.

Yuejia's fingertips twitched slightly, as if she were raising her hand.

Jiang Xiyu saw it, struggled for a moment, but still gently wagged its tail and took the initiative to bring its head closer.

Anyway, there's no one else here, so I might as well touch her.

The touch of his palm was soft and warm. Yuejia looked at him quietly, her face expressionless, yet she didn't refuse. However, seeing how familiar Jiang Xiyu's movements were, she remained silent for a while before saying in a low voice, "Was it like this in the temple too?"

The mighty Demon Emperor is so humble.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiyu immediately stopped groping and sat down elegantly and properly in front of Yuejia.

The warmth in her palm vanished abruptly, and Yuejia's hand froze in mid-air before she coldly lowered it, looking as if she herself hadn't really wanted to touch it.

Jiang Xiyu did not answer his strange question immediately, nor did she seem to intend to.

He's a cat now, too lazy to even speak, just looking at him with a pair of round, adorable eyes that seem to sparkle with starlight.

The man and the cat stared at each other for a long time.

Yuejia's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Finally, after a long silence, he snorted as if defeated, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and stopped looking at Jiang Xiyu.

Jiang Xiyu was surprised that Yuejia had become so quiet. She tilted her head and looked him over for a while, and when she was sure that he really didn't want to pay attention to her anymore, she felt inexplicably relieved.

Given Yuejia's unpredictable temperament, it's best to minimize communication, especially regarding sensitive people or topics, to avoid making him angry again...

As night deepened, the candles in the hall had burned out.

After Yuejia finished his meditation, he opened his eyes and saw Jiang Xiyu right next to him, her small body curled up in a crescent shape, her fluffy tail wrapped around him, and her head buried in it, just like a jade plate.

It was very quiet all around, so quiet that Yuejia could hear his faint breathing.

During the time Jiang Xiyu imprisoned him in the Demon Emperor's Palace, this person would stay by his side most of the time when he woke up.

Although these actions were all intended to confine him, they were a form of imprisonment disguised as companionship.

The word "companionship" was far too foreign to Yuejia.

He spent long, lonely years alone in the supreme Buddhist realm, with nothing by his side, let alone anyone to accompany him...

Cats, on the other hand, seem to be born with a natural talent for companionship.

He remained silent, quietly waiting there, as if anyone could spot him waiting if they merely shifted their gaze slightly.

Yuejia didn't know what it felt like to be accompanied by someone; he only knew that the emotions that arose from it would give his heart a moment of peace.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Jiang Xiyu for a long time without looking away.

He couldn't quite understand what Jiang Xiyu was trying to do.

She said she liked him, but she trapped him here because of Shiga...

He went to the Compassion Temple in the first place because he wanted to cure his illness. Now that the best solution is right in front of him, why won't you help him...?

As Yuejia thought about it, she felt that familiar feeling of irritation welling up in her heart.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he was once again filled with the resentment he felt when Jiang Xiyu rejected him.

This feeling lingered for a long time, and the longer Jiang Xiyu kept him trapped, the stronger his resentment became.

What's the grudge?

Perhaps it was because of his resentment towards Shiga that he treated himself this way.

Yet, influenced by this shared feeling, he couldn't help but feel drawn to this person...

Yuejia desperately wanted to sever these influences, but right now, the source of these influences was sleeping unsuspectingly beside him.

Even if he makes a move, he may not succeed, but the chances of winning are far greater than if he confronts this person head-on.

As he thought about it, he moved the hand resting on his knee, as if to reach out towards Jiang Xiyu.

The sound of the hem of her clothes rustling was so faint as to be almost imperceptible, yet Jiang Xiyu's ear tips twitched sharply. She didn't move or open her eyes.

Suddenly, Yuejia's hand paused.

He stared at Jiang Xiyu, his brows slowly furrowing.

Unsure if the person was awake, Jiang Xiyu opened his eyes while he hesitated.

He yawned, feigning ignorance, and then looked at Yuejia with his bright, sun-like eyes.

When their eyes met, Yuejia's heart tightened. She immediately looked away, suppressing her calculations, and thought to herself, "Forget it."

He thought that he must have let him go time and time again because he wasn't entirely sure he was right.

It was so quiet that there was no sound at all, yet I could still hear his breathing and... his heartbeat.

If he takes action, all of this will dissipate.

His world will return to silence once more.

Yuejia tilted his head slightly, gazing at the moonlit ground. His eyebrows twitched slightly, and the killing intent in his eyes seemed to be swept away by the wind, leaving no trace. In fact, the moonlight even faintly reflected into his eyes.

If anyone saw him at this moment, they would surely be able to discern the dark glint in his eyes...

Therefore, he restrained his murderous intent.

Suddenly, something soft touched him.

Yuejia paused for a moment, looked down, and saw that Jiang Xiyu had already walked up to him, meowed softly, and then stretched out his paw, pressed down on Yuejia's knee with his paw pads, like kneading a breast, just like when he used to lull him to sleep, giving him a massage.

Yuejia lowered her eyes, momentarily forgetting to refuse.

Seeing that he did not refuse, Jiang Xiyu began to trample on him without complaint.

……

Perhaps because of this companionship, Yuejia's emotions became much more stable.

He wasn't angry, and Jiang Xiyu was happy to have some peace and quiet.

So for a long time afterward, whenever he was with Yuejia, he would revert to his original form, and this gradually became the norm between the two of them.

The jealousy hidden deep in Yuejia's heart gradually gave rise to his secret desire to control Jiang Xiyu.