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

Are you jealous?

He got jealous just because he said a few words of warning to Lu Zhibai?

Lu Xingye wanted to laugh for some reason, but the next second, he frowned in displeasure.

Does being jealous mean you can just leave him and go?

It's too much!

Lu Xingye picked up his phone and scrolled through the chat interface, trying to see if Jiang Xiyu had left him a message. However, the last message was still Jiang Xiyu's "goodnight" message from last night.

They left without leaving any information or a word.

Lu Xingye's face immediately went expressionless.

Finally, he even used force to close the coffee shop door.

His finger hovered over the screen for a moment, wanting to send a message asking where Jiang Xiyu was, but then he felt that he was being pretentious.

If I send it like this, will Jiang Xiyu think that she can't live without me?

So, this rich young master preferred to stand in the cold wind on the street opposite the coffee shop rather than type a message to ask for the address.

He was tall and slender, and when he stood there wearing a mask, he exuded a mysterious aura of a celebrity, attracting the attention of passersby.

When Jiang Xiyu returned, this was the scene she saw.

He was startled and immediately tried to run towards Lu Xingye.

But remembering what he was holding, he hesitated for a moment, hid it behind his back, and then slowed his pace slightly before walking towards Lu Xingye.

Lu Xingye naturally noticed him as well, squinting as he looked him up and down.

It wasn't until Jiang Xiyu walked right up to him that he finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Where have you been?"

Jiang Xiyu was about to speak.

Lu Xingye didn't give him a chance and said, "Do you know how long I've been waiting here? There's a limit to how jealous you can be. You left without saying a word. You've really grown up."

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, then tried to explain.

Lu Xingye interrupted again: "Let me tell you, if you keep doing this, I'll give you a negative 100 points. You'll never be able to win me over in this lifetime!"

Jiang Xiyu: "..."

He remained silent, letting Lu Xingye vent his anger first.

Lu Xingye was furious, his face was frozen, but he couldn't bring himself to send him a message. He also didn't choose to go back to his car first, afraid that Jiang Xiyu wouldn't be able to find him when he came back.

I stood there awkwardly, waiting for a long time.

When the person returned, he remained silent like a quail, which made Lu Xingye even angrier.

He turned around and was about to leave angrily.

Jiang Xiyu grabbed his wrist just in time, finally giving him a chance to speak.

“Brother Xingye, I didn’t leave without saying a word. I thought you guys would chat for a while longer, so I planned to go buy some things first. I thought I could get back in time… I’m really sorry.”

Lu Xingye gritted his teeth: "What's there for me to talk about with him?"

Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyelids, looking rather disappointed, and said, "But I see you two are having a very pleasant conversation."

Lu Xingye laughed angrily and scolded him, "Are you blind? When did I ever have a pleasant conversation with him?"

He felt so nauseous he almost threw up.

He wouldn't have spoken to Lu Zhibai if it weren't to assert his sovereignty.

Lu Xingye thought for a moment, then looked at Jiang Xiyu with a meaningful gaze and said in a low voice, "You're jealous."

The tone is affirmative.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at him and blinked.

Lu Xingye mistakenly thought he was feeling guilty and couldn't help but chuckle: "Jiang Xiyu, are you jealous over something as small as this?"

"Is it not allowed? If not, I won't be jealous." Jiang Xiyu's tone was somewhat strained, as if she had made a difficult decision.

Lu Xingye looked at him for a few seconds with his eyes downcast, his eyes full of hidden satisfaction.

The young master would never admit that he really enjoys Jiang Xiyu being jealous.

That way, he would feel that Jiang Xiyu cares about him.

That feeling of being cared for and possessed is wonderful.

He loved it.

So, seeing Jiang Xiyu's aggrieved look, he decided to try to appease her: "Okay, that's your right as her suitor."

In fact, isn't it said that people without status don't even have the right to be jealous?

But Lu Xingye tacitly acknowledged that Jiang Xiyu had the right to be jealous, and perhaps, it was more than that.

You can pursue him, be jealous of him, and even kiss him.

These are all things that Jiang Xiyu can possess.

After a long while, Jiang Xiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and Lu Xingye pretended to be nonchalant and asked again, "Now can you tell me where you went?"

Jiang Xiyu took out a bouquet of flowers that she had hidden behind her back and stuffed it into Lu Xingye's arms.

Lu Xingye was caught off guard by the handful of gifts and hadn't even reacted yet. After a long while, he slowly lowered his head.

The pure white petals bloomed profusely, and the packaging was exquisite.

This was the first time Lu Xingye had received flowers from someone, especially from Jiang Xiyu. Immediately, his expression became complicated, and he held the flowers, somewhat at a loss.

This feeling of helplessness lasted until the two of them got back into the car.

Lu Xingye was speechless for once.

He never expected that Jiang Xiyu, that idiot, would actually use the same tricks he used to coax young girls to coax him—oh, no, to pursue him.

He wanted to say, "I'm a man, why should I accept flowers?"

Moreover, Jiang Xiyu's way of pursuing people is a bit outdated.

No, it's very outdated.

But when Lu Xingye caught a glimpse of Jiang Xiyu's shy expression, he didn't want to spoil her fun, so he silently accepted it and held it in his arms.

Even after getting into the car, he didn't let go of her hand.

Thinking this to himself, he casually asked Jiang Xiyu, "What kind of flower is this? Did you leave just now to buy me flowers?"

Jiang Xiyu nodded and smiled shyly at him: "Yes, I felt you might be unhappy at school. I happened to pass by a flower shop on my way to the coffee shop, so I thought I'd turn back and buy you a bouquet of flowers. I hope it will cheer you up."

Lu Xingye snorted, his slender hand fiddling with the pure white petals, feigning disgust: "Why did you buy roses? So tacky."

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, then smiled and replied, "It's not a rose, it's a lisianthus."

Lu Xingye, who had no experience receiving flowers for the first time, was speechless.

Doesn't the white rose look pretty much like this?

What is Lisianthus?

It sounds awful.

Seeing his slight annoyance at not recognizing her, Jiang Xiyu added, "Rose has thorns, but this one doesn't, so it won't hurt you."

Lu Xingye raised an eyebrow with pleasure upon hearing this.

So thoughtful.

It seems that Jiang Xiyu has indeed placed himself in the position of a pursuer, and is willing to put in all this effort.

She really loves herself to death.

Okay, for the sake of this, I'll try to be happy with him.

Lu Xingye gave a slight smile.

Where Jiang Xiyu couldn't see, he quietly took out his phone and searched for flower meanings. Only after he understood the meaning of the lisianthus did he look away with satisfaction.

Seeing that he seemed to be smiling, Jiang Xiyu opened her starry eyes and asked, "Do you like it, Xingye-ge?"

Lu Xingye uttered two words indifferently: "Not bad."

Jiang Xiyu knew what he liked.