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

"It hurts~ Brother~"

The person being held let out a soft cry.

Jiang Xiyu suppressed the mocking smile that was about to spill from his lips, and gradually loosened the grip on his fingers.

He kept telling himself that he needed to get along well with this kid. Jiang Xiyu also tried his best to put on a gentle expression. After a long while, he leaned down and asked him, "Did you hurt your bones?"

Like a light drizzle in Jiangnan, the man seemed to be surrounded by a faint floral fragrance. The closer one got, the stronger the fragrance became, carrying an intoxicating allure.

Shang Shi realized he had smelled something, paused for a moment in surprise, and then his expression became extremely complicated and somewhat unnatural.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Xiyu assumed he was feeling unwell. She also realized that her tone had been too harsh, so she patiently softened her voice, asking each word carefully: "Does your bone hurt? Is there an injury on your face?"

Shang Shi frowned and snapped back to his senses. He subconsciously wanted to push the person in front of him away, but when his gaze fell on the expensive clothes on the person's body, he noticed the blood on his fingertips that had not yet been wiped clean. As if possessed, he slowly withdrew his hand.

He looked up at the person in front of him, remaining silent.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Jiang Xiyu didn't bother to ask any more questions. She took a handkerchief and wiped the bloodstains off his face.

Strangely, the blood splattered like a cat scratching someone, leaving messy marks. If you didn't know better, you'd think he had washed his face with blood.

Jiang Xiyu had no doubt about the possibility. Her slender fingers slid down the contours of his face, and finally, without any politeness, she pinched the boy's chin and slowly wiped it for him.

He actually didn't have much patience, but as the blood and grime on the kid's face were wiped clean, a very tender face was revealed.

Everyone feels goodwill towards beautiful things.

Therefore, although Jiang Xiyu's expression remained indifferent, her movements became much gentler.

The strange sensation on my face instantly transformed into an electric current through those icy fingertips, rushing from the point of contact throughout my body and finally flowing into my heart, causing it to throb twice.

Shang Shi clearly felt the two movements. His pupils trembled. After forcing himself to pull his thoughts back, he was not used to the touch and subconsciously leaned back.

He felt that Jiang Xiyu's behavior was somewhat absurd and unreal, but the warmth on his face was a real reminder to him.

The wiping was done with very light pressure, but the skin that came into contact with it was warm, the heat of a man. The warmth seeped through his skin, causing his heart to tremble uncontrollably and his whole body to stiffen uncomfortably.

With a slight twitch of his eyelashes, he could feel the skin so close to his face. Raising his eyes slightly, he met a pair of very beautiful hands, the veins of which were clearly visible beneath the skin. The expensive watch occasionally brushed against his cheek, cool and refreshing, making one want to get closer.

"Do you like fighting that much?" Jiang Xiyu's gaze swept over the bloodstains, and when they were almost cleaned up, he slowly smiled, speaking in a joking tone as if he deserved it: "It's good that you know the pain. Otherwise, you can stay in the police station for a couple of days to learn your lesson."

Shang Shi: "..."

He swallowed hard and said in a muffled voice, "I'm still a child."

Jiang Xiyu's eye twitched, and she sneered, "Really? So you have two personas."

Is this a vulnerable, fragile little boy who is easily injured during the day?

At night, this crazy man unleashes devastating attacks with explosive power!

Shang Shi: "?"

Jiang Xiyu straightened up and looked down at him calmly.

Shang Shi looked up at him, sitting obediently, her bright eyes seeming to hold the ripples of a spring river.

After the two stared at each other silently for two or three seconds, he pursed his lips, not denying that he had been in a fight, but showing a wronged expression: "There were too many of them, I couldn't beat them."

“It was last night. Those people hired by the Alphas came to seek revenge. They destroyed my house and threatened me, saying they would cripple me if I didn’t call you. I had no choice but to call you.”

As Shang Shi spoke, she turned her head away sadly and whispered her accusation: "But brother, you hung up on me."

"They were very dissatisfied, so they started hitting me."

"If the police officers hadn't arrived in time, I wouldn't have seen you again."

Jiang Xiyu: "..."

The police officers who witnessed the horrific scene were speechless.

Shang Shi lowered his eyes, secretly pondering the loopholes in his words.

Yes, the injury I sustained during training a few days ago has come in handy.

The police station is definitely not a good place to meet.

He didn't want to make up these stories, but then he thought about it again and realized they weren't exciting enough.

If he weren't in such a bad state, would Jiang Xiyu have come?

It's all his fault. He saw right through me and didn't even give me a chance to play the victim.

They also always do things that surprise him, so even if he achieves his goal, he won't be very happy.

After so many years, his purpose in reappearing is obvious: to take back everything that Jiang Xiyu had stolen. Although he doesn't care about it, he just finds life too boring.

But why wasn't Jiang Xiyu afraid?

Why aren't you angry?

Why not deal with him?

I can't figure it out. I really want to hold a knife to his neck and ask him.

Shang Shi lowered his head, slowly took out the candy from his pocket, and the moment he bit it with his sharp teeth, the sweetness instantly spread throughout his mouth.

The candy was sweet, but there wasn't a trace of a smile in his eyes; instead, there was a hint of complexity.

That kind of aroma made the candy in my mouth seem less sweet.

Shang Shi brushed aside the hair that had fallen across her forehead, and when she looked up again, her eyes were shimmering with tears, making her look like a fragile puppy about to cry.

He wanted to argue further, but at that moment, the person in charge of examining him stepped forward and said, "We've examined him, and it's true that Young Master Shang's skeletal structure has suffered some serious injuries."

Seeing his pitiful appearance, and with the persuasive power of her beauty, Jiang Xiyu smiled indifferently, unsure whether to believe him or not.

He took two steps back, threw the soiled handkerchief into the trash can beside him, turned to the police inspector, and asked in a low voice, "Where are those troublemakers?"

The police inspector immediately replied, "They are questioning people next door."

Jiang Xiyu slightly raised his chin, gesturing for him to lead the way.

"plz follow me."

As the two walked toward the interrogation room, everyone was puzzled.

Shang Shi remained seated, not in a hurry to follow.

Ha, he knew it; Jiang Xiyu would never believe him.

Outside the interrogation room.

A series of hurried footsteps sounded, and then the door was suddenly pushed open with great force, startling everyone inside.

The two police officers who were questioning the situation stopped what they were doing and looked up.

The man who pushed open the door had an extraordinary air about him. After pausing for a few seconds, he stood up and stopped them, saying, "Sir, we are handling this..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man walked in.

The several Alphas, their faces bruised and swollen, were stunned by this sudden turn of events and stared at him with wide eyes.

Jiang Xiyu walked up to them in a few steps, looked them over from above for a while, and then frowned and asked, "Did you hit the person?"

He looked too aristocratic, and his eyes were too sharp. These Alphas, who were used to dealing with people from the underworld, had never encountered anyone like him before, and for a moment, they couldn't react: "What?"

Who did they hit?!

They were the ones who got beaten.