Qin Ruan, who had just walked out of the room, smelled the strong aroma of beef.

She was so hungry that she almost fainted.

Maybe at that time, she was so hungry that her eyes glowed green, otherwise she wouldn't provoke that devil.

In the courtyard of the orphanage, the male nursery staff, a relative of the dean, set up a table to drink and eat delicious meals with others.

Qin Ruan swallowed while peeking at the meat dish on the table, braised beef brisket with tomato.

The color of the tomato mixed with the beef is bright, the meat is fragrant, and it looks sour and delicious, which makes people eat.

Seven-year-old Qin Ruan might be crazy, but she ran forward, holding the tomato stewed beef brisket in the plastic box, turned around and ran.

How could a child with short legs possibly outrun an adult.

Qin Ruan was caught.

"Little brat, you stole it on Grandpa's head. If you don't keep your memory alive today, won't I be ridden by you guys in the future!"

The man's vicious and cruel voice once became Qin Ruan's nightmare.

The other party sent a ruthless attempt to teach her a lesson, but he didn't show any mercy at all.

The sleeping children in the room were woken up, and many people stuck their heads out of the windows, and they were even more daring to come out to watch.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the tomato stewed beef brisket with hot smoke was poured into Qin Ruan's mouth.

The dish that was just out of the pot burned her mouth, throat, and fragile stomach.

That kind of pain that was heart-wrenching and lingering even after struggling hard, Qin Ruan will never forget it.

The scalded mouth was bubbling, and the already sore stomach was even worse.

For the next week, she did not eat.

It's not that I'm not hungry, it's that I can't eat any food.

She can only feed herself by drinking water.

Even if she drinks water, her inner injury will be hurt by the act of swallowing.

The trauma left by the shadow of childhood made Qin Ruan stay away from beef stew with tomatoes.

As long as she saw this dish, she would subconsciously resist, and the tragic memory flooded in her mind, and the extreme pain made her body subconsciously ached.

After being taken back to Qin's house, suddenly one day her father, eldest brother and second brother made three servings of braised beef brisket with tomato and different colors for her.

She thought they knew.

Knowing that she had experienced a miserable experience in the orphanage.

For Qin Ruan, this is her scar, a taboo.

In Qin Ruan's eyes, the dishes that his father and brother cooked with his own hands were repulsive.

Under the expectant gaze of the father and son, she swung the three tomato brisket on the table, and the porcelain hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

The father-daughter, brother-sister friendship, was resisted by her together.

From the moment she entered the Qin family, Han Xian, Han Kexin's mother and daughter instilled in her that no matter how nice her father and brother treated her, it was only because of guilt, to compensate her, she was an outsider in the Qin family after all.

The Qin family has a great career, and everything she does to her is like giving alms to cats and dogs.

Qin Ruan didn't know that Han Xian's mother and daughter didn't like her.

She wasn't stupid either and didn't blindly believe them.

Qin Ruan has been in the slums of Xicheng since she was a child, and she has come into contact with all kinds of outlaws from the three religions and nine exiles.

The misunderstanding with his father and brother, under Qin Ruan's resistance and Han Xian's mother and daughter's provocation, became bigger and bigger day by day.

Until the family broke down, many things never had the chance to prove.

No one knew that after Qin Ruan overturned the three dishes his father and brother cooked, he secretly put them away.

She is always looking forward to relatives.

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