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

Chapter 311 High-Ranking Business Tycoon (Gong) VS Beautiful, Clueless, and Clear-Headed (Shou) [87]

Jiang Xiyu's pupils constricted sharply, and he desperately reached out to resist.

Shen Xiushu was surprisingly strong. He twisted Jiang Xiyu's hands behind his back and used all his strength to pin him against the wall, gritting his teeth as he approached and said, "You can be with Shen Jingtan, but not with me?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and, with resentment, was about to kiss her.

Jiang Xiyu turned her head to avoid him, but when she felt a sudden breath close to her neck, she immediately jumped up like a cat with its fur standing on end and cried out, "Let me go! Let me go!"

He began to struggle recklessly, kicking and banging his head against the ground.

Before Shen Xiushu could react, Jiang Xiyu bumped his nose with his forehead.

The immense pain, accompanied by heartache, almost made Shen Xiushu unable to distinguish whether he was angry or something else.

He looked at the resistance in Jiang Xiyu's eyes, and that resistance, in his eyes, turned into disgust for him.

When those eyes first looked at him, they were cautious, yet filled with undisguised adoration.

Why does it have to turn out like this now?

Shen Xiushu could not accept this change. The violent emotions surging in his chest made him look like an enraged beast. His eyes were bloodshot, and he used all his strength in his hands. He looked at Jiang Xiyu with hatred, as if he wanted to see through his soul, suck his blood, and eat his flesh.

Jiang Xiyu's heart trembled as she sensed the violence in Shen Xiushu's eyes, and she tried to break free from him.

Shen Xiushu sneered. He grabbed Jiang Xiyu's throat again and pressed his elbow against his shoulder, saying, "Try it. Try it and see if you can slip away from me like last time."

As soon as he finished speaking, his five fingers tightened suddenly.

Feeling suffocated, Jiang Xiyu said hoarsely, "Shen Xiushu, are you crazy?"

Shen Xiushu scrutinized every inch of Jiang Xiyu's face with his gaze, and seeing his face flushed red from difficulty breathing, he suddenly recalled the blush of infatuation on Jiang Xiyu's face when they were at the Shen residence.

He gave a mocking look, his gaze finally settling on Jiang Xiyu's lips, his voice low and cold: "Even if I'm crazy, it's because you drove me crazy!"

"Do you think Shen Jingtan would want something that has been touched by someone else?"

"Shen Xiushu, you fucking bastard! I am now, I am now..."

"Shut up!" As if he knew what Jiang Xiyu was about to say, Shen Xiushu suddenly lost control of his strength.

"Not any time soon."

Jiang Xiyu felt as if her neck was about to be crushed.

Unable to breathe, his survival instinct kicked in, and he began to fight back frantically.

He grabbed whatever he could and threw it at Shen Xiushu. Finally, just as Shen Xiushu's kiss landed, Jiang Xiyu smashed a vase over his head.

Blood immediately dripped down Shen Xiushu's forehead and into his eyes, which were filled with strange red blood vessels.

Jiang Xiyu trembled, and the vase in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, scattering water and flowers all over the ground, and the vase shattered.

Shen Xiushu seemed to laugh in anger. He pushed Jiang Xiyu to the ground, looked down at him as he fell awkwardly into the water where the vase had been scattered, then knelt down and pressed Jiang Xiyu down hard.

He said harshly, each word distinct, "Jiang Xiyu, you've really made me lose my patience."

"I originally intended to take you with me, but now there's absolutely no need for that."

As the shadows fell, Jiang Xiyu said coldly with disgust, "I've already said it, we're over."

Those few words felt like knives stabbing into his heart. He didn't know why it hurt so much, and the veins on his forehead seemed to be about to burst from the pain.

He took a few deep breaths, then desperately tried to tear off Jiang Xiyu's clothes.

"Whether it ends or not is none of your business, you heartless bitch."

"Don't think that just because you have Shen Jingtan, I'll let you off so easily. I won't let you off, Jiang Xiyu. This is the price you pay for betraying me."

"Rip!" The clothes in front of her were suddenly torn open.

Jiang Xiyu's eyes widened, and she said angrily, "Shen Xiushu, how dare you!"

Shen Xiushu didn't want to say anything more to him. Right now, he only had one thought in his mind: to take Jiang Xiyu and make him completely his own!

The skin exposed under the clothes was fair, but there were still some other marks on it.

The mark was so glaring that it froze Shen Xiushu's movements. He knew what it was, but the thought that it was left by Shen Jingtan instantly overwhelmed his reason with a surge of jealousy, and all he could see in his eyes was red.

Then came an even more frantic tearing apart.

No matter what Jiang Xiyu said, it was no use.

He could only use one hand to protect himself while trying his best to reach for the shards of the falling vase with the other.

Shen Xiushu, however, showed no mercy by pressing his knee into his arm, preventing him from taking it.

The excruciating pain made Jiang Xiyu groan. He didn't care about his clothes anymore, slapped him, and shouted sharply, "Shen Xiushu!"

At this moment, Shen Xiushu lost his mind. No matter what Jiang Xiyu did, he had a ferocious expression on his face and was about to kiss him.

Jiang Xiyu refused the kiss; he wouldn't turn his face away.

Shen Xiushu then went to pry open his chin.

Just as Jiang Xiyu's hand grasped the shards of the vase, a footstep lost its balance.

Before Shen Xiushu's kiss could land, what landed first was a cold and cruel kick from the man.

The force was heavy and decisive, and Shen Xiushu was caught off guard and kicked to the ground.

Shen Jingtan looked down at him condescendingly and coldly uttered two words: "Beast."

He didn't hold back with that kick; it was really heavy, as if the red on the sole of his shoe was stained with Shen Xiushu's blood.

With the shackles on his body gone, Jiang Xiyu looked at Shen Jingtan and his nose suddenly felt sore.

With red eyes, he reached out his hand and called out in a choked voice, "Uncle Shen..."

The young man, barely clothed and with tears in his eyes, pierced Shen Jingtan's heart like a needle.

He suddenly took off his coat, half-squatted down, supported Jiang Xiyu's shoulder with one hand and put the other hand under his knee, holding Jiang Xiyu in his arms like a baby, and then covered him completely with his coat.

Under the man's pitying gaze, Jiang Xiyu finally couldn't hold back her tears and they fell.

He lay on Shen Jingtan's chest, his shoulders trembling with a deep sense of grievance.

Hearing the faint, suppressed sobs from within her arms, Shen Jingtan's hand trembled for a moment as she tried to soothe her.

He sighed silently, seemingly apologetically, before his gaze swept coldly over the culprit.

When Shen Xiushu was kicked over, he landed on the ground covered with broken pieces of a vase.

The shards were embedded in his flesh, causing him excruciating pain, yet he still forced himself to look at Shen Jingtan and Jiang Xiyu.

Shen Jingtan remained expressionless. He picked up Jiang Xiyu and placed her on the sofa, then made a phone call to summon someone.

A moment later, the secretary came in with two bodyguards. In her hand, the secretary was holding a tree branch, which looked like a freshly broken vine.

Jiang Xiyu's body trembled as she nestled in his arms.

Shen Jingtan gently stroked his back with heartache and asked his opinion in a low voice, "Sweetie, do you want to go up first?"

Jiang Xiyu peeked out of his arms, her eyes brimming with tears, and shook her head: "Don't go, Uncle Shen..."

It seemed that what had just happened had left a deep shadow on him. He was afraid that Shen Jingtan would leave, so he clung to her arm and refused to let go.

Shen Jingtan's gaze froze, and she then noticed the choking marks on his neck.

A flash of coldness crossed his eyes, but when he looked at Jiang Xiyu, his gaze softened.

He reached out and checked Jiang Xiyu through his coat to see if he was in any pain. After confirming that there were no other injuries, Shen Jingtan wiped away the tears from the corners of Jiang Xiyu's eyes with his fingertips. He stared into Jiang Xiyu's eyes and whispered as if to assure him, "I won't leave, I won't leave..."

He just went to the company and, as usual, checked his phone to see Jiang Xiyu, but he never expected...