Zhu Juntang had not seen her mother for a long time.
This was hardly unusual. From childhood to adulthood, the time Zhu Juntang had spent by her mother's side had unquestionably been less than the time her mother had been away.
Only in truly ordinary families did mothers remain by their children's side day and night.
After growing up, Zhu Juntang often thought back on it, yet she had never resented her mother for giving her too little affection.
She was the third young lady of the Zhu Family, while her mother was the Zhu Family's true ruler. Unless Zhu Juntang was willing to become an ordinary girl from a family whose assets did not even amount to a hundred million RMB, and her mother was willing to be an ordinary housewife in such a family, there was nothing to complain about.
When she was little, she had suspected that she was not her mother's biological daughter. But every now and then, she would catch the look in her mother's eyes as she gazed at her—seemingly recalling something, yet brimming with affection—and Zhu Juntang would know that she truly was her daughter.
The older she grew, and the more she came into contact with the Zhu Family's core industries and secrets, the more she understood why her mother was so busy.
It was precisely because her mother flew around nonstop, never touching the ground, that Zhu Juntang could live such an idle, muddleheaded, happy life—being a Mie Mie who reigned supreme in the Fairy Sheep Universe.
Although her mother was vicious, and often made Zhu Juntang suspect that she murdered, set fires, and committed every evil imaginable—that she was the head of some vast, world-class evil organization—Zhu Juntang's feelings for her mother were not much different from an ordinary daughter's