When he said this, many of the staff were shocked, and even some neighbors who were watching were taken aback.
“Also, there’s a bankbook with the name Su Qingli on it.
If I’m not mistaken, this should be a dowry that Old Master Su specifically saved for his daughter.
The old master said her belongings should also be donated.”
Having said that, he looked at the stunned staff and urged, “Hurry up, keep moving it!”
Only then did Hong Jianguo come to his senses, his lips trembling with anger. “Th-then the other bankbook is mine! I earned it! Give it back to me!”
“Earned?
How exactly did you ‘earn’ it? Enough to make eighty thousand yuan?”
Before Hong Jianguo could respond, someone from the street office spoke up, “That’s a good question. I also want to know how he earned it.
He seems quite skilled at embezzling public funds!”
The street office official waved the ledger in his hand. “These are all proof of Hong Jianguo embezzling state money.
Not only that, he also misappropriated state assets and engaged in improper relationships. Take them away.”
As Hong Jianguo was being taken away, Zhou Yuehong lunged forward to stop them and accidentally ran into the muzzle of a gun.
“Also this one, and include Hong Xiuxiu—take them both back for investigation.
Let’s see what else they’ve been up to.”
The family of five was taken away—three of them at once.
The two younger children, spoiled and coddled, recovered from their panic. Seeing their family being taken, the youngest, Hong Jizu, charged like a young bull and clung to one of the staffers’ legs, biting it.
The older child, Hong Liye, eyes red, kicked at the staff holding Zhou Yuehong while shouting a string of curses. “Bastard, beast, wretch, you little brat!
I’ll beat you to death! Put down our things—they’re ours, all mine!
You bandits, let my parents go!”
The sudden actions of these two children shocked everyone present.
The street office official, face extremely dark, said, “Such young kids, full of filthy language, assaulting public servants—take them all away too.”
The staff removed a large number of items from Hong Jianguo’s Western-style house: rare treasures, foreign books, records…
Many people watching commented on how vast the Su family’s fortune was.
Soon, what happened at Hong Jianguo’s house spread like wildfire through the streets. Even Su Jin, at home, heard about it.
Su Jin and Su Tingyun listened to Su Chengshan’s report, both smiling broadly.
Outside, many people were cursing Hong Jianguo, calling him shameless, morally corrupt, and heartless…
At the same time, people sympathized with and praised the Su family for their sense of righteousness, donating the wealth to the state so readily.
Su Tingyun sighed. “Sigh…”
“What’s wrong, Grandpa? Hong Jianguo won’t be able to stir up any trouble anymore. Why the sigh?”
“My sigh isn’t about that. I had planned to take you out for a walk, but this happened. And you told people I nearly fainted from anger! How could I go out?
We’ll go tomorrow. But there’s one thing you should do today. Go to the newspaper office and publish that you’re severing father-daughter ties with Hong Jianguo—don’t let that troublemaker affect you in the future.”
Before Su Jin could react, she nodded. “Grandpa, understood. I’ll go now.”
Su Jin, eyes red and tear-streaked, went to the newspaper office and officially announced that she was severing all ties with Hong Jianguo.
The news shocked many, but seemed justified—after all, Hong Jianguo had been the unworthy one. Some even criticized Su Jin for being too coldhearted, saying Hong Jianguo gave her life itself.
Su Jin paid no attention. She closed the door and returned home.
What happened today at the Su household caught many off guard.
Their phones were practically flooded with calls. Many people asked why they acted as they did—friends and acquaintances alike.
Su Tingyun replied uniformly: following the state’s call and contributing to the nation.
He also subtly reminded an old friend: whether they acted or not was up to them, but the warning had been given.
Su Jin, exhausted from the day, washed up after dinner and went straight to bed.
Thinking of the items in her space, she entered it with a thought. Seeing all the property, she placed her hands on her hips, pride filling her face.
She hadn’t even entered the small Western-style house in the space yet, but stepped inside immediately.
The decor was simple—a simple bed, simple furnishings…
While touring, she mentally moved items from the old house into the small house. No physical effort needed—just her thought.
She loved this space immensely. In her past life, such treasures had gone to Hong Xiuxiu, someone selfish and whiny. That had angered her greatly.
Someone like that? How could they become the protagonist?
Su Jin was determined to rewrite the story and refuse to be a stepping stone for Hong Jianguo and his family.
Once all the items from the yard were moved into the small villa, she was satisfied.
But the task had been mentally taxing, not physically.
After leaving the space, she lay on her large bed, covered by a soft quilt, and quickly fell asleep.
The next day, after breakfast, Su Tingyun took Su Jin to another house.
Entering through a side door and walking some distance, they arrived at a larger mansion.
Compared to the old residence, it was not much worse.
“Grandpa, what is this?” Su Jin asked in surprise—she had never been here before.
Su Tingyun led her inside, closing the door, his expression complex. “This is also Su family property.
It was left by my second uncle.”
He introduced the place as they walked inside. “In our family, the main residence is inherited by the first branch. The second branch lived here.
But my second uncle’s line had few descendants. He had only one son, and that nephew went off to serve in the military, but never returned…
This large house has no owner now, so we oversee it.
The house is registered under my second uncle’s name, and since it’s been a long time, it wasn’t turned over to the state.”
Su Jin instantly understood.
“Come, follow me.” Su Tingyun led her to an artificial hill.
He felt along the ground, found a mechanism, and twisted it. A section of the hill slowly moved aside, revealing a hidden entrance.
Su Jin was astonished. “This…”
Su Tingyun walked ahead. “Xiao Jin, stay close.
Our old residence had one too, but… something happened and it was destroyed.”
He spoke with a face full of sorrow.