After Awakening, She Tore Apart Her Enemies and Joined the Army on an Island - Chapter 5

After completing the police statement, Su Meng walked out of the police station, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and felt the warmth of the sun.

It felt as if a lifetime had passed.

“What are you thinking about?” a deep voice sounded beside her.

Su Meng turned her head and raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Why haven’t you left yet?”

Huo Zhenhua stood ramrod straight, his hands pressed tightly against the seams of his trousers, and said earnestly, “I wanted to thank you in person. Comrade Su, thank you for saving my life!”

Su Meng was taken aback. Her eyes darted around several times before she finally understood what he meant by “saving his life.”

She waved her hand dismissively. “It was my fault you got involved. I’m sorry!”

As she spoke, the memory of his heavy, feverish breathing seemed to echo in her ears. Her fingertips tingled with the sensation of having touched his scorching body and the firm ridges of his abdominal muscles.

Her ears gradually grew warm.

Flustered, she lowered her head and blurted out, “Thank you for helping as a witness. We’re even now.”

Then, she hurried away.

Huo Zhenhua, too, was inexplicably reminded of his own recklessness and wanted to offer to take responsibility.

But when he remembered she was Nie Ronghua’s childhood betrothed, his heart grew tangled. Before he could say anything, the young woman had already run off.

Logically speaking, they had already embraced and been in close physical contact.

He ought to take responsibility for her.

Yet she seemed completely indifferent, as if afraid he would cling to her.

Was he… being looked down upon?!

Huo Zhenhua cast a deep glance at the distant figure, his dark face betraying no emotion.

Meanwhile, Su Meng had just reached her doorstep when she ran into Zhong Wanrou, who had returned earlier. Zhong was wearing a white dress with small daisy patterns, white leather shoes, and carrying a small pearl handbag as she stepped out.

“What are you staring at? Get lost!” Zhong Wanrou preemptively snapped, charging toward her angrily.

Su Meng snatched the handbag from her. “A thief running into the rightful owner and still acting so bold? This is truly an eye-opener, like a small knife slicing the butt, revealing something new.”

She raised the handbag as if to strike, frightening Zhong Wanrou into covering her head and screaming, “Don’t!”

As Zhong dodged, her body bent, and a necklace slipped out from her collar.

Su Meng grabbed it. “You’ve gotten used to stealing, haven’t you? Perfect timing to send you to the police station to keep your mother company. Also, the dress and the leather shoes are mine too. Take them off.”

How could Zhong Wanrou bear to part with them?

“No way! Get lost! Don’t ruin my date,” she shrieked, her feet moving as if on wind-fire wheels, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone.

Su Meng smirked disdainfully.

Zhong Wanrou must have taken advantage of her absence to snoop around her room again.

Strange though, after all this time, she still hadn’t noticed that her room was empty.

Tsk, tsk! This reborn woman isn’t all that impressive after all.

She’s still as greedy and shameless as ever.

Especially when it comes to being cold-blooded, she’s truly inherited that from Zhong Cuilin.

At that moment, Shen Wuyang was still busy dealing with Zhong Cuilin’s affairs.

The household servants had been given leave several days earlier when they began transferring the family assets.

Su Meng closed the courtyard gate and went straight into Shen Wuyang’s room, the room that originally belonged to her father.

The Su family head’s room was filled with priceless treasures, but they were nothing compared to what lay in the hidden chamber inside.

She had entered the hidden chamber in this room when she was a child.

It was two or three times larger than the other rooms.

Inside, stacks of chests reached the ceiling.

Back then, as a small child, she had curiously looked up at them and once lost her balance, falling flat on her bottom, a moment of great embarrassment.

However, when she opened it now…

The stacks of boxes that once reached the ceiling were now half empty.

Damn Shen Wuyang, he had actually stolen so much!

Su Meng was heartbroken, wishing she could crack open Shen Wuyang’s head to find out where he had taken everything.

That was the dowry her father had painstakingly saved for her.

A greedy rat! A despicable, greedy rat!

She hated Shen Wuyang, but she hated Zhong Cuilin even more for letting the wolf in through the door.

Now, Zhong Cuilin had been sent to the police station on charges of attempted murder and was likely to face a prison sentence.

But letting her repent comfortably behind bars was something Su Meng couldn’t accept.

She flicked off the residual powder from her nails, thinking of the “Heart-Rending Soul-Shattering Powder” she had administered to Zhong Cuilin, and a faint smile finally touched her lips.

The Heart-Rending Soul-Shattering Powder was a concoction she had made herself.

It would take effect in three days, causing agonizing intestinal cramps and unbearable abdominal pain, slowly tormenting the victim for a month before leading to a gradual, fatal decline.

Her mother had died unexpectedly during a difficult childbirth.

Her father had vanished without a trace, his fate unknown.

Her newborn younger brother had been hastily sent away by her father and was now missing.

Each and every one of these tragedies was the handiwork of that demon, Zhong Cuilin.

She had no evidence to prove Zhong Cuilin’s heinous crimes.

But she believed that evil would eventually meet its retribution!

Let the Heart-Rending Soul-Shattering Powder send her on her way.

After clearing out the secret room, Su Meng headed straight for the study.

The hidden compartment in the study had been there since Su Mianzhi’s time.

Inside was a Swiss bank passbook left by Su Mianzhi, with a balance of 200,000.

There were also several passbooks from Shanghai banks, with varying amounts totaling over 150,000.

Beneath them were a few yellowed books on martial arts, traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, as well as pharmacology and medicinal herbs.

Su Meng’s eyes stung and her heart ached as she looked at the handwritten notes on the pages.

It was as if she could see her grandfather again, teaching her martial arts with a small branch in hand.

She saw her uncle, ruler in hand, making her memorize medical texts.

She saw her mother, guiding her hand as she learned acupoints and acupuncture techniques.

Clutching the books, she was overwhelmed with grief and slowly sank to the floor.

Through her blurred tears, she unexpectedly noticed a crack beneath the large huanghuali wood bed, a very well-hidden one.

If not for her sharp eyes, she would never have spotted it.

After careful examination, Su Meng discovered a hidden mechanism button “grown” into the bedpost.

With a faint click, the crack beneath the bed slowly widened, revealing a dark, gaping hole beside it.

Su Meng took out a luminous pearl from the wooden box she had just stored away.

Instantly, a roughly ten-square-meter underground chamber came into view.

It was neatly filled with boxes.

Boxes identical in size to those in the secret room.

Without even looking, Su Meng waved her hand and stored them all away.

As she looked up, she noticed the corner of a passbook peeking out from under the mattress overhead.

Another unexpected windfall!

The passbook contained 30,000, and beside it, over 8,000 in cash was neatly stacked, serving as a makeshift mattress.

Su Meng laughed in disbelief.

That bastard Shen Wuyang had been sleeping on a pile of money day and night, how had he not broken his back?

Grumbling aside, after clearing out the room, Su Meng didn’t forget about Zhong Cuilin’s bedroom.

The house was eerily quiet.

She quickly scanned Zhong Cuilin’s room and, without a second thought, emptied it in one swift motion.

She didn’t even spare the mouse hole.

Ironically, despite a lifetime of scheming, Zhong Cuilin’s personal savings were less than a tenth of Shen Wuyang’s.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Cuilin had kept the agreement between her and Shen Wuyang to take over the Su family, as well as Shen Wuyang’s identification documents.

So, Shen Wuyang was nothing but an actor.

He wanted a stable and prosperous life, while Zhong Cuilin was drawn to Shen Wuyang’s striking resemblance to Su Mianzhi.

The two hit it off immediately, and with ambitious greed, they occupied the Su family for over a decade.

Ha! Life truly is like a play, and a play mirrors life.

Su Meng carefully stored the agreement and Shen Wuyang’s identification documents, then proceeded to clear out her own room, as well as the living room, kitchen, and servants’ quarters downstairs.

While emptying the storage room, Su Meng grumbled under her breath.

No wonder, the thirty-square-meter storage room contained nothing but a box of modern auction items, along with two crates of worthless trinkets and books.

Seeing this, Su Meng felt like slapping herself hard across the face.

If she hadn’t accidentally awakened to the truth, she would have been sold off without even realizing it, foolishly helping others count the money.

Stupid!

So stupid!

As dumb as a pig!

Muttering curses, Su Meng left the house and headed toward the bank.

She had to transfer all the money from the passbook before Shen Wuyang noticed.

It was now four in the afternoon, with the sun slanting westward and pedestrians hurrying along the streets.

Su Meng, wearing a wide-brimmed sun hat, kept her head down as she rushed forward.

Suddenly…