Song Mian took the box, opened it, and looked at the antique necklace inside. Her eyes crinkled with laughter. "Thank you, Mr. Qi. Let's go. To thank you, I'll treat you to dinner."
Qi Yefeng wasn't picky about food; he didn't care about expensive options, only about delicious ones. So the two of them went to a nearby steakhouse together.
On the way, Song Mian inquired about the price of the antique necklace from Qi Yefeng and also briefly explained the whole story to him.
"So, the beggar ghost that appeared in the funeral shop before might very well have known your grandmother?"
"Yes, that's roughly the idea. It's just that my grandmother's current health issues make me not want to upset her too much, so I'm thinking of figuring everything out before going to her. Besides, Qian Xingyue certainly wouldn't dare lie to me in her current condition, and I think my obsession with this antique necklace is enough to show that my relationship with my grandmother is unusual."
Song Mian vaguely remembered that her grandmother had once said that she had been adopted by someone for a period of time when she was in her hometown.
However, Grandma's life was very difficult back then, so if Chen Shubin was one of the people who tormented her, she wouldn't let him off easily.
However, fortunately, she got what Chen Shubin wanted. Whether Chen Shubin can use this antique necklace to find the person he wants to see is no longer her concern.
Seeing Song Mian's insistence, Qi Yefeng couldn't refuse: "Miss Song, there's no need to rush to repay the money. Just pay me whenever you have it. Also, there's something else I wanted to tell you today."
Song Mian had been focused on eating her steak until she heard Qi Yefeng's words, at which point she curiously looked up at him.
Qi Yefeng: "I'm actually quite interested in things like ghosts, so last night I had someone investigate it carefully. As a result, I found that about several decades ago, a man named Chen Shubin died in the wilderness. Not only did he have no family by his side, but the people around him also had a very low opinion of him, to the point that everyone despised him."
"Then you can tell me the specifics." Song Mian thought of Chen Shubin's tattered appearance when he appeared in front of her before. It wasn't hard to guess that Chen Shubin's life must have been very difficult before.
To everyone's surprise, Qi Yefeng gave a wry smile: "I don't know the specifics either, but I do know that Cheng Chen Shubin's biggest problem is that he's not a good person, yet he actively got involved in your family's affairs. How could a ghost who was never meant to be kind suddenly change his nature and become a good person?"
Song Mian paused in her eating, then looked up at Qi Yefeng: "So, Chen Shubin is lying?"
To be honest, Chen Shubin's decision to leave that day was indeed very impulsive.
If Chen Shubin really did know his grandmother before, then everything would be clearer.
But what exactly is the relationship between Chen Shubin and his grandmother that would make a ghost so agitated just by hearing about the Song family?
“That’s my suspicion. However, this information is from several decades ago, so it’s hard to say if there’s anything suspicious about it,” Qi Yefeng said.
Song Mian nodded in agreement and then continued eating her steak.
Seeing Song Mian's calm reaction, Qi Yefeng tentatively asked, "Miss Song, aren't you disappointed? Chen Shubin lied to us."
Song Mian raised her chin, her clear black eyes filled with confusion: "Why should I be disappointed? Mr. Qi, your group has so many business partners, do you really treat everyone with complete honesty?"
“Of course not…” Qi Yefeng seemed to realize something just then, and said with a slight smile, “It was my fault, I forgot that Miss Song is also a businesswoman.”
"Jiaojiao and I are good friends because we are truly sincere with each other. But just because Jiaojiao is willing to be with me doesn't mean I have to be good friends with every other customer. Yesterday, Chen Shubin traded so many antiques for this antique necklace with me. Today, I handed the antique necklace back to Chen Shubin, and my task is complete. As for the rest, I don't really care."
Song Mian spoke frankly.
She wasn't interested in Chen Shubin's story, nor did she care whether he was telling the truth or lying to her.
Anyway, Chen Shubin and she did business together, and as long as she served the customers well, she had no interest in anything else.
Qi Yefeng nodded, but inwardly he felt a newfound respect for Song Mian.
It's rare to find a young girl as young yet so clear-headed as Song Mian.
“I think Old Ancestor Lin might be quite disappointed after he learns the truth. I would appreciate it if Miss Song could help persuade him.” Qi Yefeng said, placing a piece of Orleans chicken wing on the table and handing it to Song Mian.
“Of course.” Song Mian readily agreed. After finishing her meal, she declined Qi Yefeng’s suggestion to take her home for tea and instead had Qi Yefeng take her home directly.
After catching up on sleep, Song Mian prepared to open her shop in the evening.
Perhaps because she's been running the shop here for a long time, she was surprised to have a live customer come to her shop today.
Unlike the ghostly guests who came from the backyard, every living customer who came to the funeral shop carried a faint sense of sadness.
After finishing her business with the living person, Song Mian soon saw Lin Jiaojiao arrive with Chen Shubin.
Lin Jiaojiao pushed open the glass door leading to the backyard and rushed to Song Mian's side as soon as she entered: "Little boss, how did it go today? Did you manage to investigate successfully?"
Seeing how concerned Lin Jiaojiao was, Song Mian realized that Qi Yefeng's worries were justified.
Jiaojiao is gentle and has no sense of caution, no wonder Qi Yefeng is worried that she is investing too much.
“The investigation is complete. And we’ve successfully obtained the antique necklace. Mr. Chen, as agreed, our transaction is now considered finished.” Song Mian said, pushing the jewelry box that was placed to the side towards Chen Shubin.
With a thought, Song Mian transformed the entire jewelry box into an illusion and handed it to Chen Shubin.
Chen Shubin opened the jewelry box, picked up the antique necklace, and rubbed it against his face: "That's right, this is what I kept back then... Little boss, have you investigated the current owner of this antique necklace?"
Under the expectant gazes of the two people in front of her, Song Mian said businesslike, "I don't know."
Chen Shubin froze, staring at Song Mian in disbelief: "You, what did you say?"
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