Ji Yan’s neighborhood wasn’t too far from the university, but it was still over half an hour’s walk away.

Normally, she would take a taxi back to campus after spending the weekend at home. But today, she chose to walk, appearing somewhat troubled.

The reason was simple—it was all because of the little girl sculpture in her bag.

Ji Yan was quite fond of the sculpture. However, if it upset her mother, she’d be willing to part with it immediately.

Her mother had worked hard to raise her, protecting her from harm and sadness at all costs. Ji Yan couldn’t …