After opening the packaging of the instant noodles, Song Mian crushed the noodles inside into powder, forcibly pried open the beggar ghost's mouth, and fed the instant noodles to the beggar ghost.
No, it shouldn't be considered forced.
Because the beggar ghost cooperated with Song Mian from beginning to end, he swallowed all the instant noodles in big gulps.
Seeing that the beggar ghost kept his eyes closed the whole time, but ate with great relish, Song Mian was certain that the beggar ghost was deliberately pretending to be weak!
Having never encountered such a freeloader in all her years in business, Song Mian was furious but laughed, lowering her voice to whisper in the beggar ghost's ear, "Isn't it a bit boring to just eat instant noodles? How about we also have some salt-baked eggs, braised chicken feet, black duck necks, or something like that?"
"Okay, okay!" the beggar ghost readily agreed, then opened his mouth towards Song Mian.
Looking at the beggar ghost, Song Mian sneered and stuffed the instant noodle bag into the beggar ghost's mouth.
The beggar ghost suddenly ate a mouthful of plastic, which startled him and made him open his eyes. He saw Song Mian swinging a small shovel at him.
Startled, the beggar ghost sprang to his feet and confronted Song Mian: "You little brat, how dare you cheat me! I'm a helpless old, weak, sick, and disabled ghost, how dare you bully an old man like me, how can you live with yourself!"
"You cheated me out of my food, what's wrong with that? Two bottles of water and a bag of instant noodles, you'd better pay up right now, or I'm done with you!" Song Mian said aggressively to the beggar ghost.
"How could you bear to lay a hand on an old, weak, sick, and disabled person like me?!" The beggar ghost said, as if he had been bullied, and began to sob and whimper, covering his face.
Just as Song Mian was having a headache, the door of the funeral clothing shop was pushed open from the outside.
"Hello, are you Ms. Song Mian?" Lawyer Xiao Zhou saw Song Mian's appearance as soon as he entered the room, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He quickly forced himself to smile.
Song Mian rarely sees living customers, so she quickly put on her best appearance to greet them: "Hello, how can I help you?"
"I am the lawyer sent by Ms. Qian Xingyue. Ms. Qian Xingyue has accepted Mr. Song Yuan's lawsuit against you for seizing his property and now wants to invite you to negotiate. If you do not agree, I will take legal action to protect my rights."
"Qian Xingyue...you mean Qian Xingyue, the wife I, Song Cheng, just married?" Song Mian's eyes widened in disbelief when she saw Lawyer Zhou nod.
She had heard about this young woman when she was chatting with Aunt Shen.
Her sister-in-law married her eldest cousin from her uncle's family. She thought she didn't have a good relationship with her uncle's family, so she didn't attend their wedding.
Unexpectedly, Qian Xingyue would actually help Song Yuan, meaning she would also be involved in a lawsuit!
“But this funeral clothing shop is my grandmother’s property, and it was given to me by my grandmother!” Song Mian said with a headache.
Attorney Xiao Zhou smiled apologetically: "I'm very sorry, this is not within my jurisdiction. Someone will come to discuss this with you tomorrow. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." Nodding to Song Mian, Attorney Xiao Zhou then turned to leave.
Song Mian watched Lawyer Zhou's departing figure, at a loss for what to do.
Looking at the business card that Attorney Zhou had just handed her, Song Mian fell into a deep silence.
Qian Xingyue's situation far exceeded her expectations. If a lawsuit were to actually be filed, she would be the one who would ultimately suffer.
Thinking about this made Song Mian feel worried. Just as she was considering what to do, a figure suddenly floated over beside her.
When he turned his head, he met the beggar ghost's gaze. Song was startled and frowned at him: "Why didn't you make a sound when you came over? You startled me."
"Little girl, are you troubled by this woman? Then I'll help you. I'll make this woman back down, and you won't have to take my money." The beggar ghost smiled brightly, and then continued to say to Song Mian, "My name is Chen Shubin. I'll come back to you after I've done what I said I would and solved this problem for you."
When Song Mian saw Chen Shubin fly up and keep looking at the business card in her hand before passing through the ceiling, she had a bad feeling. She wanted to stop him but it was too late, and she watched helplessly as Chen Shubin left.
"Where are you going?" Unable to stop Chen Shubin, Song Mian quickly called Song Cheng first.
Song Cheng answered the phone quickly. Upon seeing that it was Song Mian on the other end, he immediately began to mock arrogantly: "Hehehe, Song Mian, are you calling to beg for mercy? Too bad I have no interest in your affairs. If you have any problems, go find my wife. My wife will handle everything for me!"
"Song Cheng, I don't want to waste my breath on you, and I have no interest in spending time with your wife. Tell me your wife's address right now."
Thinking about Chen Shubin's reaction earlier, Song Mian had a feeling that the beggar ghost was going to cause trouble for Qian Xingyue.
Although she and Qian Xingyue had never interacted, objectively speaking, Qian Xingyue had not caused her any real harm, so she didn't really want Qian Xingyue to be scared into seeing ghosts!
Song Mian was initially worried that Song Cheng would not reveal the address because he was concerned about Qian Xingyue.
To Song Mian's surprise, Qian Xingyue was actually living at the company, having not been home for several days due to her busy work schedule.
"Song Mian, I've handed this matter over to my wife. If you have any questions, go talk to her. Don't bother me!" Song Cheng said before hanging up the phone.
It's truly baffling that he leaves everything to his wife while he indulges in pleasure.
However, Song Mian couldn't worry about that now and rushed to Qian Xingyue's company.
Meanwhile, Qian Xingyue was resting on a bed in the company's break room.
Feeling thirsty in her sleep, Qian Xingyue was awakened by a cell phone ringing.
After turning on her phone, Qian Xingyue saw a text message from Song Heng. She wasn't surprised to see that Song Mian was coming to see her.
Having prepared herself for facing Song Mian, Qian Xingyue lay on the bed intending to continue resting, but for some reason, she suddenly felt a chill in the air.
Curled up and trembling slightly, Qian Xingyue couldn't bear the inexplicable chill any longer and immediately sat up in bed.
As Qian Xingyue got out of bed and bent down to put on her shoes, she saw a man's ghostly face peeking out from under the bed.
Chen Shubin appeared directly in front of her like that.
Chen Shubin smiled slightly: "Hello, beautiful lady, good evening."
Just as Song Mian arrived at Qian Xingyue's house, she heard a deafening scream coming from inside.
Immediately afterwards, the door to Qian Xingyue's house was pushed open from the inside, and Qian Xingyue ran out barefoot.
"A ghost! A ghost! Help me, I've seen a ghost!" Qian Xingyue was so frightened that she almost burst into tears.
Song Mian watched as Chen Shubin slowly floated out behind Qian Xingyue, a look of dissatisfaction rising in her eyes: "How can you be so unreasonable, you beggar? I didn't ask you to help me scare people, so who gave you the right to make decisions on your own?"
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