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

Qi Mingzhe couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Boss, Shi Xu can't go, but I can go. I'm just a small doctor."

If his colleagues in the medical field heard what he said, they would probably be shocked.

What kind of small doctor only sees a few patients every day?

Shen Jiahe pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head, "You can't do that either. I guess a lot of people at the banquet know you."

"Hahaha, did you hear that, Doctor Qi?" Qi Mingzhe's smile instantly shifted to Shi Xu's face.

Qi Mingzhe took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to punch Shi Xu.

He turned to Shen Jiahe and asked, "You assigned a task to Shi Xu, but what about me? What should I do?"

The two of them have been with Shen Jiahe for a long time. They are not only her right-hand men, but also her friends and family.

Perhaps because of the experience of being abandoned in childhood, they lack a sense of security.

The happiest thing is to be assigned tasks by Shen Jiahe. Only in this way do they feel needed.

Shi Xu jokingly said, "You're a doctor now, shouldn't you be at the hospital and on duty on time?"

Qi Mingzhe glared at Shi Xu fiercely. This guy always liked to make jokes at times like this, making people angry and amused.

Shen Jiahe nodded seriously in agreement: "Shi Xu is right, you should focus on your job."

Qi Mingzhe's mood suddenly turned bad and his face became gloomy.

Shi Xu took the opportunity to put his arm around Qi Mingzhe's shoulders and comforted him with a smile: "Isn't your greatest wish to save the dying and the wounded? It's good like this now. You have the opportunity to help more people every day and realize your ideal."

Although Qi Mingzhe was somewhat unwilling, he also knew that Shi Xu's words made sense.

He loves this job, but he also wants to help Shen Jiahe.

Shen Jiahe noticed his thoughts and patted him on the shoulder, "It's also your job to help me take care of the hospital."

"Okay." Qi Mingzhe finally smiled.

Shen Anran successfully met up with Jiang Wanqing. Jiang Wanqing looked at her with a teasing smile: "Anran, have you been slacking off?"

Shen Anran smiled awkwardly and replied sheepishly, "I can't hide anything from my mother."

"Yingying has mentioned you several times."

Jiang Wanqing was initially worried that Fu Ying had left in an unhappy mood, and since the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, they might become estranged.

But what is gratifying is that the two children did not take the past to heart and their friendship has not changed at all.

Shen Anran glanced forward: "Is she still trying on dresses?"

"Well, she's still trying it on inside."

Just then, Fu Ying walked out of the fitting room.

The gown she wore was a deep sky blue, meticulously inlaid with delicate silver sequins.

The dress swayed gently with her movements, flowing like the sea, with a mysterious charm and elegant temperament.

Fu Ying turned around and asked with a smile, "An An, does it look good?"

Shen Anran nodded, her eyes full of admiration, "Very beautiful."

"I'm curious what your dress looks like."

She had seen Shen Anran's youthful appearance in school uniform during her student days, but she had never seen her shining in a dress.

Shen Anran took out her cell phone and said, "I have photos, do you want to see them?"

"No, I want to see you wear it." Fu Ying replied, her curiosity even stronger.

She remembered that Jiang Wanqing had mentioned Lee's designs many times on the road. She knew this person. The dresses she designed were very beautiful and very popular with everyone.

Shen Anran calculated the time and said, "It should take another two days to get it."

Fu Ying frowned, considering the arrangements for the banquet.

She said, "The banquet is still four days away. Even if I get the dress in two days, if it doesn't fit, alterations will take time. Is there really enough time?"

"Isn't time a bit tight? How about you and Aunt Jiang pick something out first, just in case?"

Shen Anran shook her head and rejected Fu Ying's kindness. "It's okay. I have a lot of dresses. If I don't have time, I can wear other ones."

She believed in Shen Jiahe, and even if she was not ready in time, she could wear other dresses.

Jiang Wanqing nodded in agreement. Indeed, since you have entrusted someone with a task, you should not suspect that they will not be able to complete it. This is disrespectful.

"Okay, I'll change back into my clothes first."

Fu Ying changed back into her own clothes and came out to pay the bill, but was unexpectedly told that Jiang Wanqing had already paid.

"Aunt Jiang, why are you giving me money again? I feel embarrassed."

Jiang Wanqing smiled gently, "It's nothing. I'm your elder. Isn't it normal to buy things for my younger generation?"

When Fu Ying heard this, her fingers curled up subconsciously, and a strange emotion flashed in her eyes.

Soon, she adjusted her mood, restored her usual smile, and said sweetly, "Thank you, Aunt Jiang."

Jiang Wanqing patted Fu Ying's shoulder, acting friendly and natural.

"Why are you being so polite to me? Should we go back now or go shopping?"

Fu Ying smiled sweetly, "Aunt Jiang spent all the money today, I'll treat you and An An to a meal."

Shen Anran, who was standing by, immediately chimed in with a hint of playfulness in her voice: "Okay, I want to eat some cake."

Fu Ying smiled, with a hint of pampering in her eyes: "An An, you little greedy cat, you didn't eat enough yesterday."

“Who can complain about too much delicious food?”

Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but laugh along.

So, they went to a luxurious dessert shop next. Shen Anran ordered two small cakes of different flavors and "scammed" Fu Ying a lot of money.

Two days later, the dress was delivered to the Shen family as promised.

As soon as Shen Anran went downstairs, she saw a familiar face staring at her with a smile.

The man was Lee's right-hand man, a well-known figure in the fashion world, and they had met not long ago.

"Ms. Shen, long time no see. I wonder if you still remember me?" The man greeted warmly with a friendly smile on his face.

Shen Anran smiled and said, "Of course I remember. I didn't have time to thank you for what happened last time."

Jiang Wanqing looked confused. "An Ran, do you know Miss Ke?" she asked curiously.

Jiang Wanqing knew that Shen Jiahe knew someone from Lee's team, but she didn't expect that person to be Lee's right-hand man, Ke Yan.

Watching the interaction between Shen Anran and Ke Yan, she couldn't help but wonder whether Anran had ever dealt with her before.

Ke Yan explained with a smile, "We met once before. Miss Shen had a little trouble before, and I happened to be there to help her."

When Jiang Wanqing heard this, she frowned slightly, obviously worried that Shen Anran had gotten into trouble but had not told her family.

She asked cautiously, "An Ran, why didn't you tell your family about the trouble you got into last time?"