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

Chapter 10 Violent Aesthetics: Yandere Male Ghost Top VS Arrogant, Sharp-tongued, Wealthy Human Bott

He said he wouldn't leave, and he really meant it.

And so, Shang Shi settled into Jiang Xiyu's apartment. During the week he stayed there, Jiang Xiyu left early and returned late every day, spending most of his time at the company handling business. Under the large roof, the two of them saw each other very few times, only occasionally bumping into each other in the evenings.

Every time they met in the evening, they barely spoke, giving Shang Shi the feeling of being banished to the cold palace and left alone in an empty room. Over time, he always felt like an omega living a life of widowhood.

It was Friday afternoon.

The aunt answered the phone, bought groceries in advance, and came over. After placing the items in the kitchen, she noticed that the white gauze curtains in front of the French windows were being gently lifted by the wind, casting graceful shadows on the marble tiles.

She thought that perhaps the owner forgot to close the small window next to the door before leaving. She was about to take a step to check when she finally found the person resting with their eyes closed on the sofa as she passed by the living room.

His face was turned inward, revealing slightly damp black hair. Perhaps due to the long time that had passed, the corner of the sofa was already damp with moisture. He was sleeping casually, with one long leg slightly bent.

She stood there stunned for a moment, then remembered Mr. Jiang's instructions on the phone and guessed that he had asked her to come early today to cook for this young master.

The aunt instinctively slowed her pace, and when she turned around after closing the window, she saw that the person who had just been sleeping had woken up at some point.

He looked listless with his eyelids drooping, as if he had been woken up. His face looked cold, sophisticated, and handsome.

The aunt was stunned. After staring at him for half a minute, she quickly realized her rudeness and apologized repeatedly, feeling that she had disturbed him.

Fearing he was still unhappy, the aunt had no choice but to bring up Jiang Xiyu, explaining, "I am Jiang, whom Young Master Jiang summoned to prepare dinner for you."

Upon hearing this, Shang Shi fully opened her eyes, remained silent for a while until she regained her senses, and then said to the slightly flustered aunt standing there, "Did my brother ask you to come and cook for me? Isn't he coming home for dinner tonight?"

The aunt thought for a moment and said, "Young Master Jiang usually has weekends off, and unless something unexpected happens, he will come back for meals."

She clearly felt that after she said those words, the boy sitting on the sofa had a softer facial expression.

Shang Shi nodded: "Okay, thank you."

After he finished speaking, he casually ran his hand through the still damp hair on his forehead.

Seeing this, the aunt reminded him, "Young master, why don't you go and dry your hair first? Staying in the air conditioning for too long might make you catch a cold."

Shang smiled politely in response.

He picked up his phone from the sofa and coffee table, stood up, and walked towards his room.

As he stood up straight, the aunt's eyes widened, and she finally couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hand.

My goodness, that's incredibly tall.

After Shang Shi entered the room, his phone kept receiving messages, which he casually opened and glanced at.

--【It's fortunate you came to this volleyball tournament, otherwise we might have had a really hard time winning this match. Those guys, their playing style today, it's obvious they've had special tactical training targeting you. No wonder you're one of the team's top outside hitters, they can't just easily compare to you.】

--【Seriously, is your arm alright? I think those bastards hit you with so much force today, they were probably aiming to cripple your arm. You took that hit, it's probably quite serious. Remember to go to the hospital to get it checked out.】

……

--【By the way, school starts soon, will you agree to go back to school with your coach?】

Shang Shi: [Yes, it's okay, thank you.]

After replying to the message, he went to the bathroom to get a dry towel, dried his hair, and then planned to change his clothes.

When I opened the wardrobe, it was packed full, not at all like the belongings of someone who had just moved in.

These clothes were all sent by Jiang Xiyu. Because of his height, the clothes had to be custom-made. Jiang Xiyu's thoughtfulness was as if it wasn't him who had told him to get out and find a place to live earlier last time.

Shang Shi felt that Jiang Xiyu was being a little too nice to him, and even seemed to be treating him like an omega.

He cooked for her, changed her bed, and had clothes custom-made. Even the candy he brought back each time was his favorite strawberry flavor. Although he initially approached Jiang Xiyu with the intention of disgusting her, he was now receiving unexpected thoughtfulness and gentleness in return.

This feeling.

it's OK.

I kind of like it.

Shang Shi was very curious: how long could Jiang Xiyu keep up the act?

He thought it would be better if it could last longer.

Just like when I lied to him at the orphanage, if I lied to him for a while, he'd be fine.

Shang Shi glanced at the fine clothes in his hand with a mocking look, then, as if thinking of something, the corners of his lips, which had unconsciously curled up, drooped down sharply again.

Compared to these...

Seeing Jiang Xiyu seems even more difficult.

Ugh, that's so annoying!

The Alpha was annoyed, but his hands didn't stop picking out clothes. After changing, he looked at himself in the mirror for a long time before a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Later that evening, he sat in his room with his phone in his hand, but his ears were outside. He vaguely heard a man's magnetic, cool voice coming from the living room. He pushed open the door and, sure enough, met the person who had returned.

When Shang Shi saw him, she smiled and called out, "Brother."

Jiang Xiyu glanced at her briefly, but didn't say anything. She simply handed the coat she was holding to the aunt.

After taking the item, the aunt looked at the businessman, who was dressed even more dazzlingly than a model, and asked, "Young master, are you... going out on a date?"

Shang Shi: ( ′?w?)?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiyu finally looked at him properly.

Having barely seen anyone for two days, seeing the well-proportioned young man up close now, his eyes flashed with undisguised amazement.

It seems I've taken pretty good care of myself.

Jiang Xiyu looked somewhat satisfied and calmly sized her up.

His cold yet arrogant gaze stirred an irrepressible excitement within Shang Shi.

The next second, he smiled, his eyes crinkling, and his voice became very soft: "Why did you come home so early today, brother?"

Under his expectant gaze, Jiang Xiyu calmly uttered two words: "Guess."

Not wanting to spoil the mood, Shang Shi smiled sweetly at Jiang Xiyu and said, "I guess you've been released from your prison sentence at the company."

Jiang Xiyu smiled in agreement: "Very good, as a reward, you can go out on a date with your signature clip-on voice."

Shang Shi: "..."

The aunt was trying so hard not to laugh that her wrinkles were creased with worry.

Jiang Xiyu turned her head to look at her, and asked as she walked towards the living room, "Auntie, did you feed my baby today?"

baby?!

Are there other treasures here?

Shang Shi's pupils trembled slightly, and he was stunned for a moment.

The aunt immediately understood what "baby" meant and quickly replied, "I fed it as you instructed."

Jiang Xiyu walked over and looked at 00, who was so full that her turtle shell had flipped over, and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

He kept 00 at home so that it could keep an eye on that kid Shang Shi. But the little scoundrel got obsessed with the turtles' food and was either stuffing himself or on his way to die from overeating every day.

Just like now, he used his fingertip to flip it over, and only then did it finally give a reaction.

"Never mind, it's my fault for not drawing it well," Jiang Xiyu thought. "The child is still young, so it's okay to comfort him."

The living room lights were bright, casting shimmering light and shadow like shattered diamonds onto the person playing with the turtle with great interest. He was half-squatting, his handsome profile softening, and when he looked down at something, there was an inexplicable tenderness in his eyes.

Shang Shi saw it clearly; there was a faint smile in it.

what……

So, the baby was actually calling for that turtle.

Oh, how heartbreaking.

He would rather tease his own broken turtle than even glance at him, and even told him to get out and go on a date. This added another layer to his deep-seated hatred, and he remembered it.

I'm not leaving!

Shang Shi narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze inadvertently falling on Jiang Xiyu's alluring waistline. He didn't hide it and stared at her directly.

Tsk, if you won't look at me, then I'll look at you.

I won't let you get away with this.

But as he looked around, his gaze became somewhat uncontrollable, and he couldn't stay serious.

Shang Shi's throat moved slightly, and he couldn't help but frown.

He thought to himself, "How come Jiang Xiyu's waist looks even thinner than an omega's?"

It seemed like he could wrap his arms around it with just one hand.

The more I thought about it, the faster my heart pounded.

Later, I don't know how he ended up sitting at the table, but he simply rested his chin on his hand and stared at it longingly.

Jiang Xiyu rolled up her sleeves, sat down opposite him, glanced at the sumptuous meal on the table, and when he didn't touch his chopsticks, asked, "What's wrong?"

The merchant remained silent.

Jiang Xiyu noticed that he was staring at her with an extremely strange look, so she tapped the table with her fingers.

"Bump--"

The table made two crisp sounds, causing the red wine in the stemmed glass to ripple.

Shang Shi was startled for a moment, and the words he spoke the next second were blurted out without thinking.

He murmured to himself, "Such a slender waist..."

Just then, the auntie who was serving stir-fried pork kidneys heard this and smiled in agreement: "Pork kidneys taste better when they are cut into smaller pieces."

Shang Shi blinked, and after a moment, his smile suddenly and miraculously became as shy as a young girl's. He asked, "Does Auntie also think that a slimmer waist makes one taste better?"

When it comes to her understanding of cooking skills, the aunt instantly becomes full of confidence, patting her chest to guarantee it.

"Of course." She asked with a smile, "Does the young master also know a little about cooking?"

Shang Shi thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Probably. I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs run."

As he spoke, he turned the plate of stir-fried pork kidneys toward Jiang Xiyu, his eyes shining brightly as he looked up at him: "However, I'm still young, brother, eat more."

The implication of these words is clear.

Jiang Xiyu's face remained calm, but a mocking sneer escaped her lips: "Next time, prepare some pig brains and put them on your head."