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

The two were not in a hurry to leave the hospital and decided to go back tomorrow. Since the banquet was in the evening, there was plenty of time.

Fu Ying wanted to stay and help, but was politely rejected by Shen Anran.

"Yingying, I've troubled you a lot today, and it's getting late now. You should go back and rest early."

Fu Ying frowned. She wanted to stay with An An. Zhou Jingyan was so annoying.

He clearly has no disease, yet he looks so pitiful. What a scheming man.

Fu Ying cursed in her heart, but with a smile on her face, "Okay, An An, you must come back early tomorrow."

Shen Anran smiled and nodded, "Well, I'll take you to the door."

When Fu Ying heard that Shen Anran was willing to send her off, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

He took Shen Anran's arm affectionately and said, "Okay, thank you, Anan."

When leaving the ward, Fu Ying deliberately looked back at Zhou Jingyan.

There seemed to be a subtle hint of provocation in those eyes, as if to say, "Look, An An still relies on me more."

However, Zhou Jingyan just glanced back calmly, without much emotion on his face.

After seeing Fu Ying off, Shen Anran returned to the ward. Zhou Jingyan was looking down at his phone with a cold and somewhat flustered expression.

Shen Anran's heart tightened. Zhou Jingyan never showed such an expression. Could something big have happened?

He quickly strode over to his side and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there something urgent?"

Zhou Jingyan looked up at Shen Anran, and his eyes softened instantly.

Finally, a smile appeared on his face, and he said gently: "It's nothing, An An, come here, I want to hug you and talk to you."

Shen Anran was stunned, then took off her shoes and lay down next to Zhou Jingyan.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, rested her head on his chest, and snuggled in his arms with an extremely dependent attitude.

"Brother Jingyan, don't be unhappy, I'm always here."

Zhou Jingyan hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, and then whispered softly in her ear: "I love you, An An."

When Shen Anran heard this, she was stunned for a moment.

This was the first time she heard Zhou Jingyan express his love so directly.

Although they liked each other, they never actually said these three words.

She felt the uneasiness emanating from Zhou Jingyan's heart, and his body was trembling slightly at this moment.

Shen Anran was extremely confused. What did he see on the phone? Why was he so flustered and distracted?

In order to divert his attention, Shen Anran raised her head and kissed Zhou Jingyan's lips with her soft lips.

"I love you too, Brother Jingyan."

Zhou Jingyan held Shen Anran's head and deepened the kiss, as if he wanted to put all his emotions into it.

After a long time, their breathing became a little rapid, and Zhou Jingyan reluctantly let her go.

He rubbed Shen Anran's head, his voice low and magnetic: "Be good, go to sleep."

The voice seemed to be full of magic, and Shen Anran felt sleepy.

"Good night, Brother Jingyan."

Then she closed her eyes, her breathing gradually became steady, and she fell asleep.

Zhou Jingyan looked at the person in his arms, his eyes becoming obscure and complicated.

A message from an unfamiliar number flashed through his mind, and although the sender's identity was unknown, he already had a guess in his mind.

The message was simple and direct, yet full of threats.

The content is: "Let's find some time to talk about you and Shen Anran's rebirth."

The other party was Shen Jiahe, the murderer who killed An An in the dream.

I didn't expect that she knew their secret. She is different in this life. Could it be that she is also a reborn person?

Zhou Jingyan couldn't figure it out and fell asleep unknowingly.

The two left the hospital early the next morning.

Jiang Wanqing, who had been worried all night, saw her come back and immediately pulled her to her side, "An An, you're back. Is Jing Yan okay?"

"It's okay, he's back home, and Mom will be able to see him tonight."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanqing's expression relaxed a little, and her tone was calm: "Oh, that's good."

At this time, Shen Jiahe's voice came from the dining table, "An Ran, come and eat."

"An An, come here quickly, today we have your favorite buns." Fu Ying also shouted from the side.

"Okay." Shen Anran responded and walked towards the dining table.

She was indeed hungry. She had gone straight home after leaving the hospital in the morning without having time to eat.

Jiang Wanqing was still struggling with the affairs of Shen Anran and Zhou Jingyan, wondering what to do about the future of these two children.

He secretly regretted it in his heart. If he had known earlier, he should have asked the Taoist priest to calculate it again to see if there was any way to solve the problem of their "incompatibility".

During this time, she observed quietly and found that their relationship was becoming increasingly close.

She knew in her heart that the two children really liked each other.

Even though Shen Anran has no blood relationship with her, in her heart, she has long regarded her as her own child.

As a mother, Jiang Wanqing certainly hopes that her daughter can be happy.

But I couldn't think of anything to do at the moment, so I could only go along and have dinner with them.

After dinner, Shen Anran returned to her room and called Zhou Jingyan, who picked up the phone after only a few rings.

"Are you home yet?"

"Yes, I'm back." Zhou Jingyan's voice sounded particularly pleasant through the receiver.

Just then, a faint cat's meow came from the other end of the phone, as if asking her why she didn't come back.

Shen Anran rubbed his brows. The incident happened suddenly. The cat was still in the house at the time, and there was no chance to say goodbye.

She said to the cat on the other end of the phone: "Puff, I will definitely come to see you next time."

She thought of Mantou. She hadn't seen that guy for a while and didn't know where he had gone.

The two chatted for a few minutes and then hung up the phone.

Shen Anran leaned on the sofa, and her body relaxed along the curve of the sofa.

A wave of sleepiness came over me and my eyelids gradually became heavy.

I’m so sleepy. Didn’t I get enough sleep after sleeping for so long yesterday?

It was still early, so they should be able to sleep a little longer. After all, the banquet would not start until the evening, and although they were the hosts, they only needed to arrive an hour or two in advance.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ke Yan came to Shen's house with her makeup team, a total of four people.

Jiang Wanqing talked to her, and then asked Fu Ying to call Shen Anran.

Fu Ying came to Shen Anran's bedroom and knocked on the door, but received no response.

Could it be that An An fell asleep?

So she pushed open the door, but unexpectedly, the room was empty and Shen Anran was not inside.

Fu Ying stood there in a daze. Why wasn't An An in the room?

Didn't she say she was going back to her room to rest? Did she go somewhere else?

So she came to Shen Jiahe's door and knocked, "Sister, is An An here with you?"

Shen Jiahe heard the sound and went to open the door. "Isn't she in her room?"

Fu Ying shook her head. "There's no one inside. Aunt Jiang and I have been downstairs. She couldn't have gone out. I thought she was in your room."