"Yanyan, I'm sorry, Mom can only accompany you here. You have to go on strong for the rest of the way. Uncle Ji will take good care of you~~" Su Yan clutched her dying mother with her little hands and cried desperately: "Mom——, you can't abandon Yanyan. Yanyan will listen to your words in the future and will never be naughty again, wuwu————"
When Yan Yan was nine years old, she lost her closest loved one, but the only place where she could have a roof over her head was Uncle Ji's house. However~~~