"Just as I said, Miss Quan Zhi has forgotten everything since becoming a ghost. But don't worry, even without the original documents, I have a way to make the Quan family confess. You can rest assured and leave this matter to me."
Hearing this, the three members of the Fu family looked at each other, and finally Fu's father forced a dry smile: "Miss Song Mian, you are a public figure, and it is really inappropriate for you to be involved in our family affairs."
Madam Fu nodded in agreement: "That's true. Master Song, you don't need to go to any trouble. Just give us the original documents, and we'll handle it!"
“Master Song, you’ve already helped our family so much. We’d be too embarrassed to trouble you any further if we offered you a reward,” Fu Cheng added.
Thinking about how those patents could bring her huge sums of money, Song Mian was overjoyed and had no reason to find them troublesome.
"You don't need to try to persuade me. I must help Miss Quan Zhi resolve this matter personally. As for your payment, it's unnecessary. My employer is Miss Quan Zhi, and I cannot accept two payments for one job," Song Mian insisted.
She does like money, but she always knows her limits and will never take what doesn't belong to her.
After Song Mian finished speaking and got up to take her leave, the three members of the Fu family did not look too good.
“Son, go follow Song Mian and don’t let her go directly to the Quan family.” Seeing Fu Cheng chase after Song Mian, Fu’s father looked fierce. “This Song Mian really likes to meddle in other people’s business. I’ve told her not to meddle, but she still has so many things to do.”
"Honey, do you think Song Mian might know what we're after, which is why she's deliberately refusing our requests?" Fu's mother asked worriedly.
Father Fu's face suddenly darkened: "She better not be, otherwise I will make this woman pay the price for provoking us no matter what!"
By the time Song Mian brought Quan Zhi back to the funeral shop, it was almost sunrise.
"Miss Song, I'll come over early tonight. I'll have to ask you to help me get my things back!" Quan Zhi instructed Song Mian before reluctantly leaving with Lin Jiaojiao and Meng Yi.
Song Mian went back to her room to catch up on sleep.
She slept for twelve hours straight with her earplugs in. When Song Mian woke up, she took off her earplugs and finally heard a knocking sound coming from the direction of the front door.
Too lazy to get out of bed to open the door, Song Mian opened the monitoring software on her phone.
Ever since Qi Yefeng learned that the Song family was not to be trifled with, he took the initiative to install cameras for her, which could monitor the situation inside and outside the funeral clothing store from all angles.
Song Mian turned on the camera and was surprised to see Fu Cheng standing outside the door.
Fu Cheng kept knocking on the door, pleading with Song Mian.
"Master Song, I only take you home, you can't just ignore our family's affairs!"
"Master Song, I regretted not being able to help my sister when she died. Please give me a chance to help her."
"Master Song, please open the door!"
Unexpectedly, the person outside the door persisted. Song Mian checked the surveillance footage and discovered that Fu Cheng hadn't just arrived, but had followed her all the way home and had been waiting outside her door ever since.
Unexpectedly, this situation occurred, and Song Mian subconsciously felt uncomfortable.
After freshening up, Song Mian had a simple dinner and ignored Fu Cheng the whole time until Lin Jiaojiao and Quan Zhi arrived together.
Song Mian immediately showed the surveillance footage to the two ghosts, her expression a jumbled mess: "Is it my fault? Why do I find Fu Cheng's obsession a little frightening?"
“I think so too… I’ve encountered similar situations before. My descendants trust the young boss, so they entrust my affairs to him without worry. The young boss made a promise yesterday, so why does the Fu family still insist on doing everything themselves?”
Seeing that Quan Zhi hadn't spoken, Song Mian quickly asked, "Miss Quan Zhi, what do you think?"
Quan Zhi felt a headache coming on, and the scene before her seemed strangely familiar: "I... I don't know either... But I don't like this. I don't need the Fu family to help me solve this, young boss, I want to handle all of this myself!"
At this point, Quan Zhi suddenly heard many strange voices in her head.
"You're willing to help those in the Quan family who aren't related to you by blood, so why aren't you willing to help me? I want to be a genius too!"
"Xiao Zhi, you're being incredibly insensible! You only have one younger brother!"
"You're just like Quan Yanyan, a complete money-loser! Now that you're finally of some use, aren't you going to hurry up and find a way to help your brother!"
Upon hearing this, Quan Zhi quickly shook her head, forcibly shaking the headache out of her mind.
"Boss, please don't let Fu Cheng find out. Let's go straight to the venue; we're running out of time," Quan Zhi said to Song Mian, taking a deep breath.
Seeing Quan Zhi's serious expression, Song Mian readily agreed.
Climbing over the wall to leave, Song Mian quickly arrived at the banquet hosted by the Quan family.
Since there was no invitation, Song Mian could only call Quan Yanyan.
Quan Yanyan was surprised by Song Mian's arrival and immediately greeted her with the warmest attitude.
"Miss Song, you suddenly came to see me. Did you find out where my sister is?" Quan Yanyan looked at Song Mian and immediately showed a bright smile.
Song Mian looked at Quan Yanyan.
Quan Yanyan was dressed very exquisitely today. She wore a light pink princess dress, had perfect makeup, a slender neck, and was covered in precious gems, making her look like a high-ranking princess with an undeniable aura.
Looking at Quan Yanyan, Song Mian felt that there was a huge difference between Quan Yanyan and Quan Zhi.
Compared to Quan Yanyan's flamboyance, Quan Zhi appears far too low-key.
As Song Mian spoke, she turned to look at Quan Yanyan beside her.
Quan Yanyan's attire was very ordinary; she wore no jewelry whatsoever, not even a single designer brand item.
Quan Yanyan watched this scene quietly.
"Yanyan!" At this moment, Quan Zeyu rushed over, grabbed Quan Yanyan, and sighed heavily: "Why did you run around like that? Do you know that my eldest brother, second brother, and I have been looking for you and were almost driven crazy with worry?"
Quan Yanyan chuckled: "Third Brother, I was only gone for a short while, is it really necessary for you to make such a fuss?"
"That won't do! You're the little princess of the Quan family. If anything happens to you, the three of us brothers will go crazy with worry!"
Quan Yanyan said coquettishly, "Third brother is lying. When Sister Quan Zhi was here, you all treated her like this."
Quan Zeyu was completely unaware that Quan Zhi was right in front of him, and said matter-of-factly, "Of course it's different. How can Quan Zhi compare to you? She seems very capable, but she's too competitive. A sister who is too sensible is not interesting."
"Quan Zeyu, if you can't speak properly, then shut up." Song Mian immediately stopped Quan Zeyu.
Quan Zeyu then noticed Song Mian.
Remembering how he had offended Song Mian last time and been severely scolded by his family, Quan Zeyu had no choice but to patiently force a smile at Song Mian.
"Good evening, Ms. Quan. Are you also here for my brother's press conference?"
Glancing at Quan Zhi beside him, whose expression was filled with struggle and complexity, Song Mian suppressed the dissatisfaction that was rising in his heart, forced a smile, and said, "Yes. My search for Miss Quan Zhi has not been very smooth, so I want to learn as much as possible about the Quan family, which will also be beneficial to my search for Miss Quan Zhi."
"It's all my fault. I didn't think of this beforehand, and I didn't prepare suitable clothes for Miss Quan. Miss Song, don't worry, I'll go and have our housekeeper take you to change into something suitable." Quan Zhi said, quickly instructing the housekeeper to take Song Mian upstairs to change.
Upon learning Song Mian's identity, the butler forced a smile when facing her: "Miss Song Mian, this way please. My lady specifically instructed that she would take you to her room to change clothes, where you can choose whatever you like."
Song Mian followed the butler upstairs to the first room on the left on the third floor.
After pushing open the door, Song Mian was deeply shocked by the room in front of her, which was comparable to a dream princess room.
The room, set entirely in pink and purple, exudes sophistication.
The crystal-themed, bohemian-style carpet, leather sofa, princess bed, and huge dressing table displaying all kinds of exquisite cosmetics made it look exactly like a documentary that Song Mian had once watched on TV.
But this is not the end.
After Song Mian followed the butler around a corner, she entered a dressing room.
The walk-in closet is a full 100 square meters, even larger than Song Mian's entire previous home.
She stared at the scene in disbelief, unable to even calculate the value of the various designer clothes there.
"So big, so beautiful!" Lin Jiaojiao, who was following Song Mian, was completely stunned by the scene in front of her. She walked around the room, looking at the clothes, the skirts, the high heels and the various precious jewelry. She looked at Quan Zhi with envy and said, "Quan Zhi, did you used to live here? I'm amazed that you can stand such a big change. You used to live like a princess."
Lin Jiaojiao subconsciously felt that since Quan Yanyan had replaced Quan Zhi in the Quan family, this room that Quan Yanyan now owned must have belonged to Quan Zhi in the past.
Quan Zhi rubbed her temples, carefully recalling everything from the past: "No... this isn't my original room. My original room was upstairs."
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