That year, Song Qinghuan was seven years old.

The kidnappers took her around a few times, but she was still dizzy and didn't know where she was taken to. Her final destination was an abandoned factory, and the young Song Qinghuan could only watch as the kidnappers turned from joy to violence.

Someone was kicking her, someone was pressing a hot cigarette butt against her hand, and she was thinking, Why hasn't Dad come to save me yet?

Earlier, the Song Family's methods were a little dirty, and their business offended many people. When the other party was forced into a corner, they decided to choose the most favoured kidnapping from the younger generation of the Song Family.

At that time, the most favored person was the Song Family's precious daughter, Song Shuyao.

The kidnapper didn't know what the Song Family's daughter looked like, he only knew her name, so he didn't even know who the wrong person was.

The group of kidnappers repeatedly blackmailed and extorted before they took the money and left the hostages, who were already in a state of confusion, and ran away.

At that time, Song Qinghuan had already been starved for a few days. Before this, that person crazily beat up Little Qing Huan with his belt in order to make her make a sound for the Song Family to hear from the other side of the phone because he was worried that the Song Family would call the police.

If Little Qing Huan didn't speak, the kidnappers would press their cigarette butts against her tender white arms to make her cry, and use this to threaten the Song Family members not to play any tricks.

The Song Family didn't call the police. Most of them were worried that they wouldn't have enough votes because of the Song Family.

The Heavens had pity on her. Wild dogs roamed around the abandoned factory. These wild dogs were the first to discover Little Qing's happiness. Not only did they not harm her, they even brought her some food to eat.

That day, as the dogs barked and footsteps approached, a little boy approached cautiously.

What he saw was a little Qing Huan, who looked like a broken doll. She had lifeless eyes and a pink five-pointed star hairpin hidden in her messy hair.

She mechanically chewed on a dead mouse that was reeking. The little boy's body was clearly much faster than his brain, so he ran over and knocked out the thing in her hand.

Little Qing Huan's eyes were empty. Only after a long while did she finally focus her gaze on his face, which was at a loss. There was also fear on her face.

However, the little boy frowned and said, "This meat can't be eaten. Quickly spit it out!"

Not only did Little Qing Huan not vomit, she even quickly swallowed it. The little boy hurriedly kneeled in front of her and stretched out his left hand to pinch her mouth.

Only when Little Qing Huan spat out her tears did the little boy carefully lift her up and take a few steps to the side. He rubbed his hand on the school uniform on his body before he reached out his hand again. Little Qing Huan fearfully retreated backwards.

The boy hugged her and laughed. "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Later …

Song Qing looked at himself in the mirror and fell into deep thought.

Afterwards, the little boy carried her and left the place where she still had nightmares. She was rescued and sent back to the Song Family by her uncle. That person had broken his promise to visit her.

After returning to the Song Family, Song Qinghuan did not receive any gratitude from Song Shuyao. Instead, she received the greatest ill will in her life. Even now, she still remembered when the young Song Shuyao said to her: "Why haven't you died!"

But at that time, she was already unwilling to speak. Even if she was bullied by Song Shuyao, she definitely wouldn't cry because she knew that crying didn't solve any problems.

She felt that she did not let Song Shuyao down at all.

However, Song Shuyao and her mother, Xia Ruannan, were always against her. Since Song Qinghuan had put on her bathrobe, it was time for them to have a taste of being forced into a corner.

Song Qinghuan walked downstairs. She was still the only one eating dinner at home tonight.

When Mother Wu saw her, she immediately smiled and said, "Second Miss, dinner is ready."

Song Qinghuan sat down on a chair in the dining room. She placed a laptop on the table and said to Mother Wu, who was standing beside her, "Mother Wu, please sit."

Mother Wu laughed, "Second Miss, is the dinner not to your liking?"

Song Qinghuan looked at the woman in front of her. She was in her early fifties with white hair on her temples. Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the computer screen as she watched Mother Wu being restrained.

Song Qinghuan saw everything that happened to her and suddenly smiled: "Mother Wu, have Grandmother and I ever let you down while you were in the Song Family for the rest of your life?"

"Hmm?" Mother Wu's smile stiffened as she quickly stood up to explain, "Second Miss, what did you say? You and the madame are very good to me. "

"Is that so?"

A video appeared in front of Mother Wu, showing Xia Runan handing Mother Wu a medicine bottle and the two of them conversing in a low voice. Song Qinghuan looked at Mother Wu's pale face and said: "Then your way of repayment is to help mother and daughter frame me and secretly change grandmother's medicine?"

"I …" After watching this video, mother Wu felt her heart go cold. Tears welled up in her eyes. Now that all the evidence was laid out in front of her, she could not wait for mother Wu to explain.

Mother Wu trembled. The old man cried as he said, "This is all because Madam threatened me to do it. I … I was forced to do it."

Song Qinghuan turned off the video. She raised her head and looked at Mother Wu with her clear and large eyes. She said in a cold and decisive voice: "All of this was just an excuse for the mistakes I made."

Song Qinghuan made a deal with Mother Wu. During the time that Song Qinghuan wasn't at the Song Family, Mother Wu had to report everything that Xia Runan had done to Mother Wu as well as what she had done at home.

Xia Runan had a stake in the Song Family. Although it was small, it was definitely not something Song Qinghuan could take down. She needed more evidence to deal with the mother and daughter.

Mother Wu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She had dedicated her entire life to the Song Family, and had even served the Old Granny for decades. At the beginning, when Xia Runan threatened her, Mother Wu struggled internally.

However, people were selfish. Even if the old lady was good to her, Mother Wu still chose her. Therefore, after this matter was exposed by Song Qinghuan, Mother Wu suddenly felt a sense of relief. She looked at the child she brought up.

As someone who knew about the matter with the Song Family in the past, when Song Qinghuan went upstairs, Mother Wu could not help but ask: "Do you already know who your biological mother is?"

Song Qinghuan did not stop when she went upstairs. She straightened her back and spoke with a gentle and unhurried voice, "I don't know. I don't want to know either."

"…" Mother Wu now understood that there was hatred in Lady Qing Huan's heart.