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

Chapter 314 High-Ranking Business Tycoon (Gong) VS Beautiful, Clueless, and Clear-Headed (Shou) [90]

If this transaction involved dirty sex, if all Shen Xiushu was asking for was a physical relationship, then Jiang Xiyu would never have been so presumptuous as to believe that Shen Xiushu cherished him.

He was moved by the man who had saved him from dire straits, and by Shen Xiushu's selfless relationship with him.

Because Shen Xiushu never asked for anything, Jiang Xiyu completely lost her heart.

He gradually lost sight of himself and his place in the relationship.

The truth is that Shen Xiushu was unmoved, and the unequal social status destined Jiang Xiyu to be abandoned.

Shen Xiushu is now in love, but Jiang Xiyu is only trying to abandon him.

Jiang Xiyu also wanted to be a gentle and respectable ex-lover.

At least after separating, we can avoid blaming each other.

But getting to where it is today is completely impossible.

Jiang Xiyu wiped away her tears, which she had been silently shedding, and then said very softly, "Don't come again, Shen Xiushu. It's over between us."

Shen Xiushu stared blankly at him, at Jiang Xiyu's tears. He had never known these things, nor did he know that the massage, cooking, and everything else that suited his tastes that the young man had learned were all things he had secretly learned in secret.

He only looks at the results; he never investigates the process.

So he was unaware of the sincerity hidden beneath the surface, nor did he know that someone was so carefully liking him. Tragically, he even used this sincerity to hurl insults at the young man.

He felt that he was the one who had been betrayed in this relationship, so he left no room for Jiang Xiyu, nor for each other.

His pride made it difficult for him to admit that he was moved, and he refused to acknowledge that he might have made an irreparable mistake in this relationship. However, all of this was finally shattered by Jiang Xiyu's tears.

Every word the other party uttered seemed to transform into a cruel blade, mercilessly stabbing at Shen Xiushu.

The sharp pain made Shen Xiushu dizzy for a moment. He forced himself to explain, trembling, "No, no, it's not like that."

It wasn't because of possessiveness, and he didn't dislike Jiang Xiyu.

He actually really, really likes him.

I don't know when it started, but by the time I realized it, they had become like this.

Shen Xiushu was in so much pain that his whole body felt numb. He was breathing rapidly, as if he were suffocating, and said, "Jiang Xiyu, I'm not getting engaged anymore. Let's not end this..."

"Don't end it, okay? Come with me..."

He was in so much pain that he bent over and lowered his head.

His hand couldn't help but want to touch Jiang Xiyu, but he was just a little short and couldn't reach her.

He kept explaining, hoping that Jiang Xiyu could go back to the past with him. He said all the nice things in the end, but he always forgot to say sorry.

As his hand fell, Jiang Xiyu caught it through her clothes, her tone so calm it was devoid of any emotion.

He said, "I take back my feelings, Shen Xiushu."

"We're over, and I won't go with you."

As Jiang Xiyu spoke, she pressed down slightly on Shen Xiushu's wound, which had been pierced by the shards.

He used the pain to keep Shen Xiushu awake, then leaned close to his ear and said gently, "This time, consider it me abandoning you. From now on, we should have no further involvement."

"I don't want to make Uncle Shen angry."

In an instant, Shen Xiushu felt a chill run through his body.

Jiang Xiyu withdrew his hand, stood up, and let Shen Xiushu fall helplessly to the ground.

He didn't turn around, but just walked upstairs. Finally, as if remembering that someone was waiting for him, he almost ran upstairs.

It only took a few minutes from start to finish.

Shen Jingtan, however, learned from the surveillance video on her phone how many times Jiang Xiyu laughed, how many words he said, and whether he cried again.

The image lingered on the moment the young man turned around. Shen Jingtan turned off her phone, then raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose.

He knew that if he stayed there, Jiang Xiyu would be hesitant to speak up.

Shen Jingtan did hope that he could talk things out with Shen Xiushu, or at least truly let go of the past, but seeing those tears, he regretted it somewhat.

Every time Jiang Xiyu heard Shen Xiushu's voice, she would experience emotional fluctuations. Whether these fluctuations were good or bad, they only proved that Jiang Xiyu had not completely let go.

Shen Jingtan wasn't indifferent; he was just past the age of pursuing such matters.

He didn't want to put any pressure on Jiang Xiyu. Rather than giving love himself, he actually hoped that the young man would ask him for love.

When Jiang Xiyu pushed open the door to the room, Shen Jingtan's gaze immediately fell on him.

The man sat elegantly, and it seemed he had been waiting for quite some time.

Jiang Xiyu slowed her pace, then walked hesitantly to Shen Jingtan and asked softly, "Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

Shen Jingtan smiled faintly: "No, it's just right."

His expression didn't seem to indicate any blame.

Jiang Xiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Jingtan patted her leg, gesturing for Jiang Xiyu to sit down.

Jiang Xiyu naturally spread her legs and sat facing him, her hands clinging to Shen Jingtan's neck in a very dependent manner.

Shen Jingtan touched his wet eyelashes, her tone revealing no emotion: "Our Xi Yu is crying again."

Jiang Xiyu met his deep eyes and blinked a little shyly.

Shen Jingtan looked at him calmly and asked, "Are you very sad?"

Every time I cry, it's because of one person.

Shen Jingtan sighed inwardly.

Jiang Xiyu shook her head and said seriously, "I'm not sad. With Uncle Shen with me, I'm not sad."

"Is that so?" Shen Jingtan seemed to smile slightly.

“Yes.” Jiang Xiyu looked at Shen Jingtan and then tried to smile at him.

Shen Jingtan looked down at him for a long time, then suddenly asked seriously, "Then can you not cry anymore?"

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, then nodded obediently: "Yes, I can. I won't cry."

"It's not that you can't cry?" Shen Jingtan reached out and stroked the corner of his eye, as if to wipe away all the tears Jiang Xiyu had shed for Shen Xiushu, until the young man's eyes were tinged with an ambiguous red. Only then did Shen Jingtan say with satisfaction, "But I hope you can only cry in front of me, okay, my dear?"

Crying in front of Shen Jingtan?

Jiang Xiyu thought about the number of times he had cried in front of Shen Jingtan. For the sake of his image, he really didn't want to cry in front of Shen Jingtan. That time in the car, it was because he couldn't help but reveal his grievances to Shen Jingtan. It seemed that as long as Shen Jingtan showed him a little concern, Jiang Xiyu would become both pretentious and fragile.

He's not that kind of person, but he just can't help it.

Jiang Xiyu replied obediently, "If Uncle Shen likes it, I can do it."

Is it really possible?

Shen Jingtan's hand slowly touched the back of Jiang Xiyu's neck, her fingertips lovingly caressing the skin.

Jiang Xiyu felt a little itchy, but she endured it and let Shen Jingtan stroke her, confirming again, "It really works."

Shen Jingtan suddenly smiled, her fingers touching Jiang Xiyu's suit jacket. She slowly fiddled with the cold buttons, her thin lips covering the young man's delicate collarbone, and asked in a low voice, "Can I cry now? Before I unbutton all the buttons."

Jiang Xiyu felt as if she had been electrocuted.

He couldn't help but look up, wanting to push Shen Jingtan away, but he sensed the punitive intent beneath Shen Jingtan's gentleness.

Jiang Xiyu looked up, her face slightly erratic, and softly called out to him, her collarbone marked with the man's teeth.

Shen Jingtan remained indifferent, simply reaching out to unbutton his shirt.

One, two...

Until that suit, along with the torn clothes, were thrown on the ground by Shen Jingtan.

Jiang Xiyu's eyes were still red, but he didn't shed a tear.

Shen Jingtan sighed with what seemed like regret, then pressed her cold lips against Jiang Xiyu's ear and whispered that he was being naughty.

Jiang Xiyu trembled and buried himself in his arms. He reached for Shen Jingtan's hand to touch the corners of his wet eyes, trying to prove that he had cried.

Shen Jingtan simply gazed calmly at the misty tears in Jiang Xiyu's eyes. He felt it wasn't enough, but his tone was habitually complimentary, praising Jiang Xiyu for crying so well.

Is it really that well done?

It wasn't until Jiang Xiyu buried her face in the pillow in unbearable agony that he finally believed he was truly done.

He choked back tears and cried, "No, not going to the company?"

Shen Jingtan's chest trembled as she leaned down to touch his forehead and smiled softly.

He smiled, but said with a hint of helplessness, "What am I going to do? I'm so late."

"That……"

"The baby is crying and clinging to me, so I can't get away. Therefore, I'm not going..."