After Awakening, She Tore Apart Her Enemies and Joined the Army on an Island - Chapter 14

Their youngest son was snatched by their enemies and brutally killed right before their eyes.

“So Zhong Cuilin harbored resentment and entered the Su residence as a nanny to seek revenge against the Su family?”

Their logic was baffling. If she held a grudge and sought vengeance, why didn’t she target the actual murderer or the Old Master Su? Instead, she went after the completely unaware Su household?

The Old Master Su raised his eyebrows smugly, though his lowered eyelids concealed the intense malice in his eyes. He merely said, “Yes, she sympathized with my situation and wanted to help me gain control of the Su family. Otherwise, how would we have Xiao Rou?”

Su Meng: “…”

She felt unsettled.

Did that mean Zhong Wanrou was actually a generation older than her?

This was insane!

Utterly insane!

It couldn’t be true.

Suddenly, she recalled a certain scene and laughed.

The Old Master Su asked curiously, “What are you laughing at?”

Su Meng shook her head without answering, looking at the old man with pity.

The main reason Zhong Cuilin entered the Su residence was likely her desire for the Su family’s wealth. The Old Master Su was, at best, nothing more than a pawn in her game.

As for whether he had participated in harming Su Mianzhi, it no longer mattered.

With a flick of her fingernail, Su Meng rendered the Old Master Su unconscious once again.

She thought to herself, with Zhong Cuilin as an inside ally, the second branch of the family couldn’t possibly be as destitute and impoverished as they appeared on the surface.

But when she found his bankbook and saw the pitiful two-digit balance, she burst into laughter, cackling like a goose.

The cash in the drawer amounted to only a little over five hundred.

There were hardly any decent decorative items in the house.

They were truly impoverished!

The second branch of the family had not yet split from the main household.

He had two sons and a married daughter, but the Old Master Su had always been the one holding the reins of power.

With over a dozen family members relying on just five hundred dollars to get by?

Su Meng’s lips curled into a smile, but then she remembered the armed guards in black stationed at the tunnel entrance and the scar-faced man and his accomplices still scurrying around inside. She slapped herself hard across the face.

Could a family that could afford to hire thugs truly be poor?

Abruptly, Su Meng’s gaze fixed on the grand armchair the Old Master Su had been sitting in.

She recalled that even when he was so terrified he wet himself, his right hand had never left the armrest.

This… seemed like a suspicious case of “protesting too much.”

Sure enough, there was a mechanism on the armrest.

She pressed it, and the armchair slid aside automatically.

Once it stopped moving, two perfectly fitted iron doors retracted into the ground on either side.

In a pit about thirty square meters deep, golden light seeped through the cracks of wooden boxes, illuminating the cavity.

Su Meng hesitated for a moment, then waved her hand and emptied the pit, also taking an iron box.

But at that moment, she felt no joy from her discovery.

As she looked at the letters in the iron box, each one targeting her father, along with the list of treasures Zhong Cuilin had transferred to him, she gritted her teeth in fury.

He was truly unworthy of being a member of the Su family!

For the sake of the family fortune, he had joined forces with outsiders to assassinate Su Mianzhi.

How despicable!

An eye for an eye.

Fuming, Su Meng picked up the box and took out a pouch of powder.

But as she looked at his aged face, an idea sparked in her mind.

The greatest suffering in life was to live a life worse than death.

What he valued most was his wealth and the unity and happiness of his family.

So, she would destroy it all, one by one.

Su Meng kindly returned the armchair to its original position, leaving behind an empty pit.

Then she wrote a note that read, “Zhong Cuilin was Su Mengjin’s first lawful wife, and Zhong Wanrou is his biological daughter,” and secretly slipped it to the Second Madam.

She then placed the iron box containing the letters and the list in a conspicuous spot in the dining room.

She simply refused to believe that after a lifetime of feigning poverty, his children and grandchildren wouldn’t go wild upon seeing the staggering figures on the transaction list.

“Second Grandfather, this is my gift in return. I hope… you like it.”

No sooner had she climbed over the courtyard wall than she heard a child exclaim from inside the dining room, “Whose box is this? Why are there so many letters?

Ah! Dad, Mom, come quick!

This… this… a whole box of gold bars… two bronze artifacts from the previous dynasty…

Grandpa actually had so many treasures?

Grandpa, Grandpa, where are you?”

“Your grandpa might be in the study. Go call him for dinner.

No, I’ll go fetch the old man myself.”

…

Su Meng glanced through the courtyard gate at the commotion inside the dining room, snapped her fingers, and thought, “Enjoy the excitement for now! What would you think if you knew those were just numbers?” She walked briskly, showing no interest in lingering to watch the scene unfold.

As dusk began to fall, Su Meng retrieved a bicycle from her space and prepared to hurry to the train station to buy a ticket.

Although Zhong Cuilin and Shen Wuyang had been detained at the police station, and Zhong Wanrou was about to be sent to the countryside, an inexplicable unease gnawed at her.

She wanted to get to Guangzhou as soon as possible.

Only with the items in hand could she truly feel at ease.

Just as she reached the station entrance, she spotted a poster on the wall depicting the “Ten-Mile Foreign Concession.” Suddenly, the tune the old woman had sung at the street office echoed in her ears.

The Ten-Mile Foreign Concession?

Wasn’t that where her maternal grandfather’s home was located?

Had there been news about her grandfather’s family, or had something happened?

Su Meng hesitated for a moment, then immediately turned into a deserted street. Taking advantage of the dimming light, she swapped the bicycle for a small car.

The car had also been brought from the Su Residence.

In just over ten minutes, she parked outside her grandfather’s small courtyard.

The old woman seemed to have been waiting for her.

As soon as Su Meng got out of the car, the old woman, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, rushed out from a small side gate next to the main courtyard entrance.

“Young Miss, you’re back.”

Su Meng was taken aback. “May I ask who you are?”

The old woman brushed aside the stray hairs falling over her eyes and smiled. “Me? I’m your mother’s wet nurse. I returned to my hometown in the countryside after you turned three, so it’s natural that you don’t recognize me.”

Su Meng was puzzled. “Then why have you come back? My grandfather’s entire family has moved away.”

“Precisely because they’re not home, I volunteered to come back and look after the house. Young Miss, the young master returned the day before yesterday and asked me to find you. Unfortunately, he had to leave at noon today due to an urgent matter. This is the letter he left for you.”

Su Meng recalled her first encounter with the old woman, smiled, and accepted the letter she handed over.

The handwriting in the letter was unfamiliar to her, but the signature at the end and the family’s unique emblem convinced her.

Su Meng trusted the old woman.

After dinner, Su Meng remembered Su Ada, who was lying unconscious in her space.

She didn’t have much time to care for the injured man, nor could she keep him in her space indefinitely.

Su Ada needed a safe place to recuperate.

“Grandma, I have an elder who’s injured. Could I trouble you to help take care of him?”

The old woman smiled kindly. “Of course! It’s no trouble at all.”

Su Meng thanked her and walked to the other side of the car.

She carried Su Ada out on her back.

When the old woman hurried out, she was startled to see Su Meng carrying a tall man whose feet were dragging on the ground. She quickly rushed forward to help.

She scolded repeatedly, “Young miss, I can help carry it. You’re just a young girl, if people see you, they’ll surely gossip.”

Su Meng, panting and speaking in a muffled voice, said, “Isn’t it dark already? No one will see.”

The old woman sighed and hurried ahead, turning on lights and directing, “Put it down quickly! I tidy these rooms every day, they’re all clean.”

She didn’t ask who the person they brought back was.

But upon seeing Su Ada covered in wounds, she gasped, covering her mouth, “Oh my! Good heavens, how did he end up like this? I’ll go get the medical kit.”

From being moved, Su Ada’s wounds started bleeding again.

The old woman skillfully helped clean, stop the bleeding, and apply medicine, muttering to herself, “I listen to the young masters and misses reading every day, and watch them grind and mix medicines. Handling minor wounds like this, I know how to do it all. Young miss, you can trust me with this.”