After being reborn as a passerby, the fake daughter only wants to play badly

Lin Na recommended several special dishes to her and asked her, "Yi Yi, take a look at these dishes. Is there anything you would like to try?"

"It will be all right."

Lin Na leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Don't be polite. This meal is hosted by Director Shen."

After hearing this, Shen Anran smiled and nodded.

She followed Lin Na silently, observing closely which dish tasted best.

However, the moment she turned around, she accidentally bumped into someone and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Shen Jiahe reached out and grabbed her arm in time, thus avoiding her from being embarrassed in public.

"I'm sorry." Shen Anran said apologetically.

The other party just said "hmm" and didn't look at her directly.

The man patted the corner of his clothes that Shen Anran had just touched, as if it was something unclean.

When Shen Anran heard the familiar voice, his heart tightened and he quickly raised his head. The word "Brother" almost came out of his mouth, but fortunately he held it back.

That’s right, the person she bumped into was Shen Yifeng.

Memories of the past flooded into Shen Anran's mind like a tide, and tears welled up in his eyes, as if they would fall at any moment.

Shen Jiahe, who had witnessed the whole scene, frowned and said to Shen Yifeng bluntly, "Shen Yifeng, don't you know how to apologize for bumping into someone?"

Shen Anran immediately explained: "I bumped into Mr. Shen, it's my fault."

Shen Yifeng stared at her coldly, his tone devoid of warmth: "Did you hear that?"

This kind of thing happened every day in the past. Countless women tried to get close to him, using all kinds of clumsy acting skills, but he was too lazy to even look at them.

In an instant, the atmosphere became extremely tense. The people around seemed to hold their breath, and no one dared to make any sound.

Shen Anran suppressed the grievance in her heart and pulled the corner of Shen Jiahe's clothes, "Let's go eat quickly, I'm hungry."

Shen Jiahe glanced at Shen Yifeng with a cold look, then pulled Shen Anran in another direction.

Seeing this, Lin Na quickly approached and asked, "What just happened?"

She accidentally got separated from them, and when she turned around, she found that the atmosphere between the three of them was extremely tense, especially their boss Shen, whose face was terribly gloomy, as if someone owed him money.

"I bumped into Mr. Shen by accident."

There was a hint of grievance in Shen Anran's voice, because the brother who once loved her the most was now looking at her with the eyes of a stranger.

Shen Jiahe asked, "Did he hurt you?"

Otherwise why would she cry so miserably?

"No." Shen Anran shook his head.

"Then why are you crying?"

Shen Anran sniffed hard, forced a smile, and said half-jokingly, "I'm afraid he'll deduct my salary."

"Don't worry, my people will not tolerate being bullied by others."

"The director is so domineering." Lin Na praised from the side.

Shen Jiahe said seriously: "This is a matter of principle."

She can only bully those who work under her, and it is not the turn of others to point fingers.

The three of them got their meal and found an empty seat to sit down.

Lin Na pointed to the yam in front of her and said to Shen Anran, "Try this. I like the yam in our cafeteria the most. It's very delicious."

Shen Anran hesitated for a moment, but finally politely declined Lin Na's kindness because yam almost caused her death at a young age.

Even though she changed her body, she still couldn't accept it.

No one present noticed that Shen Jiahe's mood was slightly fluctuating.

She suddenly recalled a fragment.

In the novel, the Shen family did not know that Shen Anran was allergic to yam. After eating it, her skin began to redden and swell, and she began to have difficulty breathing in less than ten minutes. Fortunately, the doctor arrived in time.

Since then, yam has become a taboo in the Shen family.

“Are you allergic to yams?”

Shen Anran's eyes narrowed slightly, she quickly shook her head and explained: "No, I just simply don't like it."

Shen Jiahe responded without asking any further questions.

Shen Anran ate cautiously, his heart full of doubts.

Why did Shen Jiahe suddenly ask her if she was allergic to yam? How strange.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and then a heavy rain poured down.

The heavy rain showed no sign of abating until the end of the working day.

Everyone went in pairs or in groups of three or five, and found their respective companions. The atmosphere in the hall gradually became empty and deserted.

Shen Anran stood there alone. It was not because everyone was isolating her, but because no one was going the same way as her.

She sighed softly, feeling secretly annoyed.

Since the beginning of autumn, the weather in S City has changed rapidly, and she never thought of bringing an umbrella.

Now all we can do is wait for the rain to stop.

After a busy day at work, Shen Jiahe just stepped out of the elevator and saw Shen Anran's lonely and slightly dejected figure.

An indescribable strange emotion arose in my heart.

Suddenly, their eyes met, and the fear that flashed in Shen Anran's eyes was instantly captured by Shen Jiahe.

Her heart moved slightly, and she couldn't help but quicken her pace and stride towards Shen Anran.

"Haven't you gone home yet? Did you forget to bring an umbrella? Is there anyone to pick you up?" Her questions came one after another, and every sentence revealed her concern.

Shen Anran subconsciously tried to avoid her gaze, turned his head slightly, and replied in a low voice: "Well, my brother will come to pick me up later."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Is it about work? I'm afraid I'm not very familiar with it yet."

"It's not about work, it's a personal matter. When I first saw you, you gave me the same look as before. You seemed particularly afraid of me? Did we know each other before?"

When Shen Anran heard Shen Jiahe's question, her heart ached.

Just now, her thoughts drifted elsewhere.

Shen Jiahe's sudden appearance made her instantly feel the long-lost fear of being dominated.

She didn't expect her reaction to be so obvious, and she didn't expect the other party to say it so directly.

She tried to calm her inner turmoil, smiled gently, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "For workers like us, it's inevitable that we feel a little uneasy when we see our leaders."

Hearing this, Shen Jiahe raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Don't worry, I'm not Shen Yifeng, who will easily show his displeasure to others."

"Isn't Mr. Shen your brother?" Shen Anran asked curiously.

In their previous life, the way Shen Jiahe and Shen Yifeng got along could almost be described as "transparent", but they would never say a bad word about each other in front of outsiders.

In this situation, why does it feel like the plot is getting more and more biased?

Does this mean she won't be bothered by the plot anymore? Or will she just find an excuse to quit after this year?

Shen Jiahe didn't know yet that Shen Anran, who had just started working today, was already considering leaving the company soon.

Because she was thinking about what Shen Anran had just said.

Brother? She was the author who created the character of Shen Yifeng. Logically speaking, Shen Yifeng was like half a "son" to her.

Shen Jiahe changed the subject and said, "Don't mention this. Let's go. I'll take you home."