"That's all in the past, it's pointless for you to talk about it now. I'm talking to you about this deal, Song Mian. We have an agreement. Even if you steal the money now, I can still make you suffer. You'd better think it through!" Song Jinyan said this while tightly protecting the backpack in his hand.
"I'm already here, do you think I'd be afraid of what you're saying?" Song Mian tilted her head and revealed a sly smile, like a little fox: "Song Jinyan, how come I never knew you were so naive?"
Song Jinyan clearly realized that Song Mian was serious. He was at a loss and hesitated for a long time before looking at Chen Shubin beside him: "Uncle Chen! Please help me! Haven't you always been at odds with Song Mian? If you help me deal with Song Mian, I promise I'll burn paper money for you every day from now on!"
Chen Shubin merely smiled dismissively at this, then slowly floated over to Song Mian's side.
Seeing Song Jinyan stunned, Song Mian smiled and took out a bag of Little Panda instant noodles, handing it to Chen Shubin: "Mr. Chen, you've worked hard acting all this time. I'll prepare some more delicious food to reward you when we get back to the shop."
Song Jinyan's expression gradually changed, from disbelief to horror, and then he said in surprise, "You, you actually know each other?"
Chen Shubin casually took the instant noodles and started eating them one bite at a time: "Of course, brat, if it weren't for helping the boss, who would bother to approach you two brats!"
Song Jinyan looked on in disbelief. Song Yuan had already rushed in front of him, his angry expression looking like he wanted to devour Song Jinyan alive.
"It's all your fault! You're the one who ruined me! We agreed on a total of 600,000, with 300,000 for each of us. Where is the 300,000 now? Song Jinyan, look what you've done!" Song Yuan wanted nothing more than to beat Song Jinyan to death, but the annoyed Song Jinyan pushed him away.
"Stop throwing your tantrums at me! Song Mian, you're really something! I underestimated you before!" Song Jinyan glared fiercely at Song Mian, his teeth almost grinding to powder. "And you call yourself my sister? You've come up with these supernatural tricks right in front of me!"
Song Mian merely gave Song Jinyan a look: "Aren't you also my younger brother? Song Jinyan, not only you, but also Song Yuan, you two are not only my brothers, you are also Grandma's grandsons. Grandma has always doted on you since you were little, but how have you repaid Grandma?"
"Song Mian, stop lecturing us. That old woman has always doted on you since you were little. You know better than us how many good things she left you. And now you still have the nerve to say these things? Aren't you ashamed? It's ridiculous!" Song Jinyan said, trying to take advantage of Qi Yefeng's inattention to rush up and rob him of the money.
Qi Yefeng was prepared and dodged Song Jinyan's attack by turning to the side just as Song Jinyan was about to rush over.
Having successfully protected the money in his hands, Qi Yefeng breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he feel at ease, and he saw Song Jinyan heading towards Song Mian again.
Just then, police cars came roaring up. Upon hearing the sirens, Song Yuan burst into laughter: "Song Mian, the police are here! You're finished!"
"Really? The surveillance footage shows that you took the money. What does that have to do with me?" Song Mian took the two money bags containing the money, casually turned them into virtual objects, and handed them to Chen Shubin.
"No, you can't do this! My money!"
Ignoring the shocked expressions of Song Jinyan and the others, Song Mian left the rest to Qi Yefeng and returned to Yu Bai's apartment.
It was already late at night, and Song Mian had originally planned to prepare breakfast for Yu Bai for the next morning.
As a result, when Song Mian carefully put the groceries she bought into the refrigerator, she heard a click, and then the lights in the living room and the kitchen were turned on together.
Startled, Song Mian quickly sat up and turned around to see Yu Bai standing at the gate, looking at her with a cold gaze.
Song Mian's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was relieved. She smiled at Yu Bai and said, "Yu Bai, you startled me! Mr. Ling told me that you usually go to bed very early. It's already midnight, why aren't you resting yet?"
Yu Bai seemed not to hear Song Mian's words. He stood there blankly, staring at Song Mian, or even the air around her.
Song Mian found it difficult to describe Yu Bai's gaze for a moment.
Yu Bai seemed to be looking at her, but it was more like he was looking at the air around her, as if something invisible was surrounding her, causing Song Mian's heart to beat uncontrollably.
"Yu Bai, why are you looking at me like that?" Song Mian was now certain that something was wrong. She slowly approached Yu Bai: "Yu Bai, are you feeling unwell?"
Just as Song Mian stood in front of Yu Bai, Yu Bai took a deep breath, his voice so cold it almost froze people.
"I'm not Yu Bai." Yu Bai curled his lips into an extremely mischievous smile. "I'm not Yu Bai, Little Song Song, do you remember? We clearly met before..."
Upon hearing Yu Bai's address to her, Song Mian felt a chill creep up her spine.
The image of the female ghost she had seen before immediately popped into her mind.
The female ghost's every move lingered before Song Mian's eyes, and she was certain that it was not her imagination.
The female ghost, just like Yu Bai now, liked to gently pick up a few stray hairs with her fingers, then twirl those strands around her fingers, and look at her with a half-smile.
It was all too familiar. Those expressions and those movements were all too familiar to Song Mian.
"This is impossible. You are clearly a person, so why are you behaving like a ghost?" Song Mian's mind went blank; there were too many things she couldn't understand.
Yu Bai chuckled. He didn't answer Song Mian's question immediately, but instead moved closer to her little by little, gently lifting her chin with his fingers: "Aren't you very smart? You can help so many ghosts solve their problems, can't you see through my problem now? Try harder, I believe you can definitely do it if you try."
Song Mian found Yu Bai's behavior inexplicable. She wanted to ask him more, but then she saw that Yu Bai's hands suddenly lost their strength, and then he fell towards her.
Song Mian was taken aback and quickly reached out to catch Yu Bai.
Yu Bai was completely weak, and his voice was filled with pain as he stammered, "I'm sorry, Miss Song Mian, I didn't mean to scare you. Please, don't be afraid of me. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
"What's wrong with you?" Song Mian had only asked one question when she discovered that Yu Bai had already fainted from exhaustion.
Seeing Yu Bai suddenly fall into a coma, Song Mian panicked and immediately dialed 120.
At the same time, Song Mian called Ling Jiao and got into the ambulance with the medical staff. After arriving at the hospital, she busied herself taking the unconscious Yu Bai for examinations.
Yu Bai seemed to be simply lacking in physical strength. Apart from some malnutrition, no problems were found after a thorough examination.
Following Yu Bai to a regular ward, Song Mian waited for a while before Ling Jiao rushed over.
"How is Yu Bai doing now?" Ling Jiao stood in front of the bed, looking down to observe Yu Bai's condition.
Song Mian stood up from her seat and walked to the bedside: "The examination showed nothing wrong. Mr. Ling, you initially had me contact Yu Bai, it wasn't just because you wanted me to be Yu Bai's friend, was it?"
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