The division commander's voice boomed with vigor, so loud that Jiang Si could hear it clearly even through two thick doors.
Huo Tingzhou, fearing she might be nervous, reassured her, "Division Commander Yao just has a naturally loud voice. Don’t be afraid. Just answer truthfully when we go in."
Jiang Si gave a soft "Mm." In truth, she wasn’t nervous at all—instead, she felt a faint thrill of excitement.
Ever since the day she learned how long Su Wanwan might be sentenced, she had anticipated this moment.
So when she entered, she calmly introduced herself first.
She had already met Director Cao before.
The remaining officials were introduced to her by Huo Tingzhou.
After greeting each of them, the political commissar overseeing the interrogation smiled and said,
"Comrade Jiang, please take a seat."
"I have a few questions for you later. Don’t be nervous—just answer truthfully."
Jiang Si nodded.
Before the questioning began, the political commissar specifically informed her,
"Comrade Su Wanwan has already confessed. She admitted that the reason she tampered with Colonel Huo’s premarital medical report was to sabotage your engagement."
Hearing this answer, Jiang Si was genuinely surprised. She hadn’t expected Su Wanwan to be so honest this time.
But the political commissar’s next words immediately darkened Jiang Si’s expression.
"Commissar, are you saying she claims she sabotaged our marriage because she feared my family background would drag Huo Tingzhou down?"
"That’s correct."
Jiang Si couldn’t help but laugh in anger at this response.
"I’m sorry, but I can’t accept that reasoning."
"If she was so worried, why didn’t she report it to the military district immediately? She could have even contacted Huo’s family elders. Instead, she chose this disgusting method to ruin our engagement."
"Even if my background were problematic, that still wouldn’t justify her falsifying an active-duty officer’s medical records."
"These are two separate matters—they shouldn’t be conflated!"
The political commissar nodded. Their initial reactions had been the same as Jiang Si’s.
If Su Wanwan thought this excuse would absolve her of punishment, she was sorely mistaken.
The political commissar continued, "Comrade Su Wanwan knows she was gravely wrong, but she also provided another reason for her actions."
With that, he produced a signed accusation letter.
"According to Su Wanwan, your father, Shen Xiuwen, is suspected of treason and colluding with the enemy. She claims your family sold off all your assets two years ago and planned to flee to Hong Kong soon. Were you aware of this?"
Jiang Si had intended to feign shock.
But after hearing the political commissar’s words, she didn’t even need to pretend—she was genuinely stunned.
She never imagined Su Wanwan would resort to such desperate measures to escape punishment.
Su Wanwan was indeed desperate.
During her days in detention, she had reflected deeply. In the two years since her rebirth, almost everything had unfolded exactly as it had in her past life.
The only deviation was Jiang Si’s storyline.
She had even wondered if Jiang Si, like her, was also reborn—which would explain why she had come to Qiongzhou Island so decisively.
But none of that mattered now.
She had already been stripped of her military status and reputation. If she were sentenced to years of labor reform, what respectable family would want her afterward?
Forget marriage—even finding a job to support herself would be nearly impossible.
Most of all, she refused to accept it.
If they were both reborn, why did Jiang Si get everything she wanted with just a flick of her fingers, while Su Wanwan’s relentless efforts couldn’t even earn a glance from Huo Tingzhou?
So without hesitation, Su Wanwan wrote this signed accusation letter.
If she could use this chance to redeem herself, great. If not, she would drag Jiang Si down with her.
If she couldn’t have what she wanted, no one would.
Unfortunately for her, Jiang Si had no intention of letting her succeed.
"Commissar, I don’t know where Su Wanwan heard these rumors."
"But given my family’s current situation, fleeing to Hong Kong is practically impossible."
At this, everyone’s attention sharpened.
"Why?"
Jiang Si paused, her voice somber. "Because Shen Xiuwen was recently taken away by the Red Committee. I don’t know if he’s been released yet."
"My stepmother incited her nephew to steal everything valuable from our home. She was sentenced to fifteen years of labor reform and should already be at a farm in Xinjiang by now."
"Of the three children she had with Shen Xiuwen, two were sent to the countryside in Yunnan, and the other was handed over to an orphanage by her relatives."
She looked at the officials. "Tell me—how could they possibly flee to Hong Kong in this state?"
"Jiang Si, you’re lying!"
A figure suddenly burst out from the side room.
It was Su Wanwan.
She had heard every word Jiang Si said, but she refused to believe any of it.
In her past life, the Jiang family had done the same—spreading false rumors before quietly escaping.
And there was no way their family’s wealth could have been stolen.
It was all a lie. A coordinated deception.
"Don’t believe her—"
"You’d rather trust an outsider than me?" Jiang Si cut her off coldly.
She then recited a phone number.
"This is the office line of Deputy Director Li from our local Public Security Bureau. He handled my family’s case."
"The truth can be confirmed with a single call."
"Also, may I ask the leaders present—if my statements are verified, shouldn’t Comrade Su be held accountable for maliciously accusing and slandering a military family member?"
The officials nodded. "Naturally."
At the division commander’s signal, Director Cao promptly dialed the Hu City Public Security Bureau.
Deputy Director Li happened to be in his office.
Upon learning the military district was inquiring, he recounted the Jiang family’s situation in detail, adding with a sigh,
"That poor girl. Her mother passed early, and her father and stepmother even schemed against her. Such a shame..."
The truth was now undeniable.
"Comrade Su Wanwan, do you have anything else to say?" the political commissar asked.
"No… this can’t be! How could this happen?"
Su Wanwan suddenly erupted in hysterics. "Even if her family is imprisoned and their wealth stolen, it doesn’t change the fact that they’re capitalists!"
"And the Jiangs were one of Hu City’s most notorious capitalist families. There’s no way their assets were so meager—they must have hidden more!"
Yes, that had to be it.
In this era, hoarding gold was a severe crime.
Large-scale concealment could mean execution.
Seeing that Su Wanwan refused to yield until faced with irrefutable proof, Jiang Si decided to deliver the final blow.
If she didn’t ensure Su Wanwan was locked away for good today, she wouldn’t deserve her family name.
"Here’s the severance document between me and Shen Xiuwen."
"Here's the public notice."
In this day and age, with these two things in hand, even if Shen Xiuwen had committed some unforgivable crime, it wouldn’t have the slightest connection to Jiang Si.
Next, Jiang Si pulled out a thick stack of donation receipts from her bag.
"You asked why our Jiang family has so little wealth left? Then take a good look."
"In 1946, when Henan Province was struck by famine, the Jiang family donated 200,000 catties of rice and 100,000 catties of flour through the 'China International Famine Relief Commission.'"
"In 1947, during the snow disaster in Mongolia, the Jiang family donated 200,000 yuan, 100,000 catties of grain, and 3,000 winter coats."
"From 1950 to 1954, over those four years, the Jiang family, in collaboration with the Hu City Industrial and Commercial Association, donated a total of 140 aircraft and over 700 artillery pieces."
"In 1955, when Hubei Province suffered catastrophic floods, the Jiang family donated 200,000 yuan."
"In 1958, during the blizzard in Inner Mongolia, the Jiang family donated another 200,000 yuan."
"From 1959 to 1961, when famine swept the nation, the Jiang family donated nearly a million yuan in total."
"..."
As she spoke, one receipt after another was placed on the table—proof far more striking than mere words.
Finally, Jiang Si picked up the old photograph of her grandfather standing with the nation’s leaders and declared with unwavering conviction:
"It’s true, our Jiang family were capitalists. But all these years, we never indulged only in our own pleasures."
"Even the highest leadership acknowledged that my grandfather had a heart of unwavering patriotism."
"His actions—he stood with a clear conscience before heaven and earth, acted without shame before others, and rested without regret in his heart!"
"He was a 'Red Capitalist' in every sense of the word!"
"And you—what right do you have to slander me, to slander our Jiang family?"
