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

"I said I don't know." Song Mian said, looking at Chen Shubin's shocked expression.

Lin Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly came up with a new idea to comfort Chen Shubin: "Think about it carefully. When people die, they become ghosts. This way, you can directly meet your sister's descendants in the ghost world! It doesn't seem like a bad thing if you think about it this way!"

Song Mian patted Lin Jiaojiao's shoulder gently: "Jiaojiao, people who don't pay back their debts during their lifetime will go to hell after they die, right?"

After hearing this, Lin Jiaojiao suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly apologized to Chen Shubin: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot about this..."

People who committed serious sins and mistakes in their lives must go to hell and suffer after becoming ghosts in order to pay for their sins.

So to speak, the descendants of the antique necklace that Chen Shubin wanted to find are most likely living in hell now!

Seeing that Chen Shubin didn't say anything, Song Mian didn't speak to comfort the man.

Naturally, she would not easily tell Chen Shubin that the current owner of this antique necklace was none other than his grandmother.

Lin Jiaojiao, on the other hand, said with a sad face, "It's over, it's over, little boss. Is this the worst kind of comfort I could offer?"

Unable to bear seeing Lin Jiaojiao feel guilty because of Chen Shubin, Song Mian simply broke the window paper: "Mr. Chen, please tell us the truth directly and don't make my friend feel guilty because of your concealment."

Lin Jiaojiao was shocked: "Little Boss, are you telling the truth?"

Song Mian pouted and shook off Lin Jiaojiao's hand: "You would rather believe other male ghosts than me!"

Seeing Song Mian looking aggrieved, Lin Jiaojiao quickly put on a smile and came over to comfort him: "Little Boss, you know that's not what I meant! How about this, I'll have Ye Feng in my dream and ask him to come and buy some more paper money to burn for me, so don't be unhappy!"

"That's more like it." Song Mian's indifferent eyes swept across the bewildered Chen Shubin's face. "Mr. Chen, since the last transaction between you and me has ended, do you still plan to continue to make other transactions with me?"

Chen Shubin's face showed the guilt of having done something wrong and been caught: "I, I don't have any extra antiques at the moment."

Song Mian uttered an "oh" and did not drive Chen Shubin away. He just chatted with Lin Jiaojiao.

Lin Jiaojiao also looked at Chen Shubin with disappointment, then ignored Chen Shubin and chatted animatedly with Song Mian.

Chen Shubin was like a ghost floating in the air, feeling completely bewildered.

"I'm sorry, Boss Song. I didn't mean to do that." Chen Shubin spoke softly, a deep sense of helplessness in his words. "I admit, I did lie. Actually, I was looking for the owner of this antique necklace. That was my original intention. I just didn't expect that when I wanted to ask you for help, I accidentally implicated an innocent person."

"Why don't you quickly find a way to free Miss Qian from her Yin-Yang eyes?" Song Mian said.

Looking at the antique necklace, Chen Shubin felt a deep sense of loss in his eyes when he thought that he would never see the owner of this necklace again.

"Okay, then I'll wait here tonight. When you ask Qian Xingyue to come to the store tomorrow, I'll take back all the resentment I had towards her, and she'll be safe." Chen Shubin said, and he found an empty tablet and went in.

Seeing that Chen Shubin was completely emo, Lin Jiaojiao felt a little sorry for him.

"Young boss, how about I ask Ye Feng to try to find the owner of this antique? I really think this little old man looks very pitiful!" Lin Jiaojiao sighed and said.

Song Mian looked at Lin Jiaojiao and sighed sincerely, "I finally understand why Mr. Qi is so worried about you getting into trouble. Your temper is really unbearable. Jiaojiao, since we are both ghosts now, can you please not be so soft-hearted?"

Seeing that Lin Jiaojiao hadn't realized what he meant, Song Mian lowered his voice and told her the whole story.

After hearing what Song Mian said, Lin Jiaojiao's eyes almost popped out of her head in surprise: "So your grandma is actually the person Chen Shubin wants to find?"

"That's probably the case. I don't believe this ghost, and of course I can't tell him about my grandma." Song Mian put away the antique necklace and continued to talk to Lin Jiaojiao in a low voice, "However, I will go to the hospital to see my grandma tomorrow. I think I should be able to figure out the whole story by then."

"Young Boss, your considerations are indeed quite reasonable. If everything goes well, that would be the best, but if a ghost wants to harm Grandma, you can prevent it this way." Lin Jiaojiao said this, glancing towards the tablet: "I should also improve a little and stop believing everything the other ghosts say."

"Your temper is not wrong, you just have to trust people who are trustworthy." Seeing that Lin Jiaojiao was a little depressed, Song Mian laughed: "For example, I am worthy of your trust!"

Lin Jiaojiao was amused by Song Mian and changed her previous depressed state.

After having a midnight snack with Lin Jiaojiao, Song Mian saw Lin Jiaojiao off. The next morning, she got up early and wanted to go to the hospital to visit her grandmother. Unexpectedly, she met Qi Yefeng as soon as she went out.

Qi Yefeng must have had a good sleep last night, as he came over early this morning in high spirits to have breakfast with Song Mian.

Qi Yefeng entered the store with a frown on his face. "Boss Song, I feel like your store isn't very safe."

Song Mian looked at Qi Yefeng in confusion, not quite understanding what he meant.

Qi Yefeng said seriously, "Just now, when I passed by the door, I saw a lot of idle people. I think these people are here with bad intentions and don't seem like good people. You should pay more attention to your safety."

"Mr. Qi, you don't have to worry. This is a funeral clothing store after all. Even if someone has bad intentions, they will not choose to target our store. You can rest assured." Song Mian said casually, not noticing that Qi Yefeng's eyes were becoming more and more solemn.

Qi Yefeng didn't think this was a trivial matter that could be casually brushed aside.

Boss Song Mian is too young, so he lacks this sense of safety.

But as a man, he knew too well how extreme those bad men would be if they wanted to do something bad.

Perhaps at that time he could hire a few bodyguards to work three shifts a day outside the funeral clothing store and silently protect Boss Song's safety.

Knowing that Qi Shan and Lu Sijie had actually contacted the hospital and helped Song Mian reduce some medical expenses, Qi Yefeng naturally felt that this was what their Qi family should do.

Seeing that Qi Yefeng didn't continue to dwell on this topic, Song Mian also breathed a sigh of relief.

After chatting with Qi Yefeng for a while, Song Mian had his meal and said goodbye to Qi Yefeng.