My backyard leads to the underworld. I became famous by selling goods.

Song Mian raised his chin, his pair of clear black eyes filled with confusion: "Why should I be disappointed? Mr. Qi, your group has so many business partners. Are you honest with everyone?"

"Of course not..." Qi Yefeng seemed to have just reacted, and after curling the corners of his lips, he said, "It's my fault. I forgot that Miss Song is also a businessman."

"Jiaojiao and I have a good relationship because we are sincere to each other. But just because Jiaojiao is willing to get along with me doesn't mean I have to be good friends with every other customer. Yesterday, Chen Shubin exchanged so many antiques for this pearl bracelet with me. Today, I have handed the pearl bracelet to Chen Shubin, and my mission has been completed. As for the rest, I don't really care."

Song Mian said it calmly.

What she cared about was not Chen Shubin's story, nor did she care whether what Chen Shubin said to her was true or false.

Anyway, Chen Shubin did business with her, so she just had to serve the customers well. She had no interest in other things.

Qi Yefeng nodded, but in his heart he began to look at Song Mian with a new respect.

It is rare to find a girl as young and clear-headed as Song Mian.

"I feel that when Patriarch Lin knows the truth of the matter, he might be very disappointed. At that time, I would like to ask Miss Song to help persuade Patriarch Lin." Qi Yefeng said, picking up a piece of Orleans chicken wings on the table and handing it to Song Mian.

"Of course." Song Mian agreed without hesitation. After finishing her meal, she rejected Qi Yefeng's suggestion to take her home for tea and asked Qi Yefeng to take her home directly.

After arriving at the funeral clothing store, Song Mian learned new information from the bodyguards.

The Song family came again and almost threw paint on the door of the funeral clothing store.

Fortunately, the bodyguards stopped them and prevented them from succeeding.

Song Mian was grateful to the bodyguards, but he was also more worried about the situation on Chen Guiying's side.

Grandma no longer has contact with the Song family, but that doesn't mean that the Song family won't bother her.

Song Mian thought of this, walked out of the house and went straight to the hospital.

It was eight o'clock in the evening and most of the patients had not yet rested.

Without notifying Aunt Shen in advance, Song Mian walked into the ward quietly.

As soon as he stepped into Chen Guiying's ward, Song Mian saw an extremely harmonious scene.

Chen Guiying and three old ladies in the same ward were chatting together.

"Oh, my daughter is here!" Chen Guiying smiled brightly when she saw Song Mian, and waved to the others: "Stop playing, stop playing, it's a rare occasion for my daughter to come over, I have to chat with her!"

"Grandma, it's only been a few days since we last met, but I think you look much better than before." Song Mian sat on the stool beside Chen Guiying's bed and put the breakfast he bought on the table.

"My health has always been good. Nannan, it's not easy for you to make money. Let's not waste money in the hospital. You should take grandma home as soon as possible." Chen Guiying took Song Mian's hand and said, "You have lost weight again in the past few days. It must be because you work too hard to make money."

"Grandma, I'm not tired." Song Mian looked at Chen Guiying's wrinkled face, and many words were stuck in his throat, but Song Mian didn't know how to start for a while.

Chen Guiying saw that something was wrong with Song Mian at a glance, and took her hand and sat down: "Nannan, why do you seem unhappy today? Did you suffer any injustice at work? Tell grandma honestly, and grandma will help you vent your anger."

Song Mian was amused by Chen Guiying's serious expression. He called her grandma and then threw himself into Chen Guiying's arms.

"Grandma, someone did bully me. Grandma, you said those bad guys were so mean to me, can I think of a way to retaliate against them?" Song Mian asked tentatively.

"of course!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Guiying agreed immediately. Song Mian was still a little bit unconvinced: "But grandma, I'm not sure if you will be angry after I take revenge on them..."

"Grandma will only be angry at those who bully you, not at you. Nannan, you are grandma's only granddaughter and the most sensible child in our family. Grandma knows how excessive the people in the Song family are. Grandma can't save you, but Grandma hopes you can save yourself." Chen Guiying said seriously while holding Song Mian's face.

Song Mian opened her eyes wide in surprise, revealing a look of disbelief: "Grandma, how do you know I'm talking about someone from the Song family?"

"Little fool, grandma has lived so many years longer than you, so she naturally knows everything." Patting Song Mian's face, Chen Guiying said with a smile: "Okay, my dear daughter, do whatever you want. As long as it doesn't break the law, grandma will support you."

"Thank you, grandma." Song Mian gave Chen Guiying a big hug, and then said seriously: "Grandma, I promise you that I won't offend others unless they provoke me. I will only attack them when they take the initiative to provoke me and I can no longer tolerate it."

"Okay, okay, grandma knows everything. Go ahead and do what you want to do. Come visit grandma more often when you have time." Zhang Guiying patted Song Mian and watched him leave.

Song Mian was relieved and quickly left the hospital and returned to the funeral clothing store.

I don’t want to open the door today. Song Mian feels tired when he thinks about what happened in the past few days.

I don’t know how long it had passed, but Song Mian suddenly heard a crackling sound in his sleep.

It sounded like something was gnawing on something, and the sound came in an orderly manner, which soon made the sleeping Song Mian open his eyes.

In a drowsy state, Song Mian vaguely saw an oversized black shadow curled up in the corner not far away.

It was a gray figure, looking very much like a beggar, with long and messy hair hanging behind him, looking very sloppy.

A ghost actually sneaked in when she wasn't paying attention.

After Song Mian realized this, he quietly lowered his figure and slowly approached the beggar.

Picking up the pink shovel he used to dig holes, Song Mian clearly saw melon seed shells scattered all over the ground when he approached the beggar ghost.

This little thief is so bold that he actually comes to provoke me!

Song Mian exhaled heavily, a trace of cold sweat seeping out of his forehead, and then he directly hit the beggar ghost on the head with a small shovel.

Originally she just wanted to scare the beggar ghost, but what Song Mian didn't expect was that as soon as she landed the shovel, the beggar ghost let out a shrill wail from his throat and fell down with his eyes rolled back.

Song Mian never thought that he could knock down a ghost with just a small shovel. Seeing the beggar ghost lying on the ground, twitching and rolling his eyes, his heart trembled violently, and then a bad premonition arose.