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

"As I just said, Miss Quan Zhi has forgotten everything since she became a ghost. But don't worry, even without the original documents, I have a way to make the Quan family confess. Your family can rest assured and leave this matter to me."

After hearing this, the three members of the Fu family looked at each other in confusion. Finally, Father Fu forced out a dry smile: "Ms. Song Mian, you are a public figure. It is really inappropriate to involve you in our family affairs."

Mother Fu nodded in agreement. "That's right. Master Song, don't waste any time. Just hand over the original documents to us and we'll take care of it!"

"Master Song, you have already helped our family so much. We are sorry to bother you any further after we have compensated you," Fu Cheng continued.

Thinking that those patents could bring him huge sums of money, Song Mian was so happy that he couldn't wait to find it troublesome.

"You don't have to persuade me. I must help Miss Quan Zhi solve this matter myself. As for your compensation, there is no need to ask for it. 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 anything that doesn't belong to her.

Seeing Song Mian stand up and say goodbye after saying this, the three members of the Fu family all looked unhappy.

"Son, go follow Song Mian and don't let her go directly to the Quan family." Seeing Fu Cheng chasing Song Mian, Fu's father looked fierce, "Song Mian really likes to meddle in other people's business. I clearly told her not to meddle in other people's business, but she still has so many things to do."

"Husband, do you think Song Mian knows our purpose and is deliberately not agreeing to our request?" Mother Fu asked worriedly.

Father Fu's expression suddenly darkened. "She'd 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 clothing store, it was almost sunrise.

"Miss Song, I will come over early tonight, and then I'll ask you to help me get my things back!" After Quan Zhi instructed Song Mian, he was reluctant to leave with Lin Jiaojiao and Meng Kai.

Song Mian went back to his room to catch up on his sleep.

He slept for twelve hours in a row with earplugs on. When Song Mian woke up, he took off the earplugs and finally heard a knock on the door.

Too lazy to get out of bed and open the door, Song Mian turned on the monitoring software on his mobile phone.

Ever since Qi Yefeng knew that the Song family was not easy to mess with, he took the initiative to install cameras for her, which could monitor the entire funeral clothing store inside and outside in all directions.

After turning on the camera, Song Mian unexpectedly saw Fu Cheng standing outside the door.

Fu Cheng knocked on the door very persistently, and kept asking Song Mian for help.

"Master Song, I only take you home with me, but you can't ignore our family's affairs!"

"Master Song, when my sister died, I regretted not being able to help her. Please give me a chance and let me help my sister."

"Master Song, please open the door!"

Unexpectedly, the person outside the door was so persistent. Song Mian looked through the surveillance records and found that Fu Cheng did not just come over, but followed him all the way home, and then insisted on guarding outside her door.

Song Mian subconsciously felt uncomfortable because he didn't expect such a situation to happen.

After washing up and having a simple dinner, Song Mian ignored Fu Cheng the whole time and waited until Lin Jiaojiao and Quan Zhi came together.

Immediately showing the surveillance footage to the two ghosts, Song Mian's expression became tangled. "Is it my fault? Why do I feel that Fu Cheng's persistence is a little scary?"

"I think so too... I've encountered similar situations before, and my descendants all trusted the young boss, so they felt comfortable handing my affairs over to him. The young boss already made a promise yesterday, so why do the Fu family still insist on having them do 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, and always felt that the scene in front of him looked very familiar: "I, I don't know... But I don't like this. I don't need the Fu family to help me solve this matter, young boss, I want to solve all this by myself!"

Having said that, Quan Zhi suddenly heard a lot of strange voices in his head.

"You are willing to help those non-blood relatives of the Quan family, why are you not willing to help me? I also want to be a genius!"

"Xiao Zhi, you are too naive. You only have this one brother!"

"You're just like Quan Yanyan, both money-losing goods! Now that you're finally of some use, why don't you quickly find a way to help your brother!"

Hearing this, Quan Zhi quickly shook his head, forcing the headache out of his mind.

"Young boss, please don't let Fu Cheng find out. Let's go directly to the venue. We are almost running out of time." Quan Zhi took a deep breath and said to Song Mian.

Seeing Quan Zhi's serious face, Song Mian agreed.

After climbing over the wall, Song Mian soon arrived at the dinner party hosted by the Quan family.

Because there was no invitation letter, Song Mian could only call Quan Yanyan.

Quan Yanyan was very surprised by Song Mian's arrival, and immediately came over to greet Song Mian with the warmest and most enthusiastic attitude.

"Miss Song, you suddenly came to see me. Have you found the whereabouts of my sister?" 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, perfect makeup, a slender neck, and precious gems all over her body. She looked like a princess high above everyone else, with an unconcealable temperament.

Song Mian looked at Quan Yanyan and felt that there was a huge difference between Quan Yanyan and Quan Zhi.

Compared with Quan Yanyan's flamboyance, Quan Zhi seems too low-key.

Song Mian said this and turned to look at Quan Yanyan beside him.

Quan Yanyan's dress was very ordinary. She didn't have any jewelry on her body, not even a single brand name item.

Quan Yanyan just watched this scene quietly.

"Yan Yan!" At this time, Quan Zeyu hurried over, grabbed Quan Yanyan and sighed heavily: "Why are you running around? Do you know that my eldest brother, second brother and I have been looking for you the whole time, and we are almost going crazy with worry."

Quan Yanyan burst out laughing: "Third brother, I'm just gone for a while, are you really exaggerating like this?"

"That won't do. You are the little princess of our Quan family. If anything were to happen to you, the three of us brothers would be driven crazy!"

Quan Yanyan said coquettishly: "Third brother is lying. When Sister Quan Zhi was here, you really treated her like this."

Quan Zeyu was completely unaware that Quan Zhi was right in front of him, and said as a matter of course: "Of course it's different. How can Quan Zhi compare to you? She seems very capable, but she is too strong-willed. A sister like her who is too sensible would be boring."

"Quan Zeyu, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up." Song Mian immediately stopped Quan Zeyu.

Only then did Quan Zeyu notice Song Mian.

Thinking of the last time he offended Song Mian and was severely scolded by his family, Quan Zeyu had to patiently force a smile towards Song Mian.

"Good evening, Miss Quan. Are you also here to attend my eldest brother's press conference?"

Glancing at Quan Zhi, who was struggling with a complicated expression beside him, Song Mian suppressed the dissatisfaction that was spreading 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. This will also be beneficial to my search for Miss Quan Zhi."

"It's all my fault. I didn't consider this in advance and didn't prepare suitable clothes for Miss Quan. Don't worry, Miss Song. I'll ask our housekeeper to take you to change into suitable clothes." Quan Zhi said, and quickly asked the housekeeper to take Song Mian upstairs to change clothes.

After learning of Song Mian's identity, the housekeeper forced a smile when facing Song Mian: "Miss Song Mian, please come this way. My lady specifically asked me to take you to her room to change clothes. You can choose whatever you want then."

Song Mian followed the housekeeper upstairs and came 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 him, which was comparable to a dream princess's room.

The room, with a completely pink and purple background, exudes sophistication everywhere.

Crystal-style, Bohemian-style carpets, leather sofas, princess beds, and a huge dressing table filled with all kinds of exquisite cosmetics. At first glance, it looked very much like the kind of documentaries Song Mian had watched on TV before.

And it's not over yet.

As Song Mian followed the housekeeper around a corner, she walked into a cloakroom.

The dressing room is a full hundred square meters, even bigger than Song Mian’s previous home.

She stared at the scene in amazement, not daring to calculate how much the various brand-name clothes here were worth.

"So big, so beautiful!" Lin Jiaojiao, who was following Song Mian, was completely stunned by the scene before her. She walked around the room, looking at the clothes, the skirts, the high heels, and all kinds of precious jewelry. She looked at Quan Zhi with envy: "Quan Zhi, did you live here before? It's amazing that you can bear such a big gap. You used to live like a princess."

Lin Jiaojiao subconsciously felt that Quan Yanyan had replaced Quan Zhi's position in the Quan family, so the room that Quan Yanyan owned now must have belonged to Quan Zhi in the past.

But Quan Zhi rubbed his brows and carefully recalled everything in the past: "No... This is not my original room. My original room is upstairs."