Standing still, Zhang Aomei's body trembled slightly.
Although they hadn't met in three years, the mother and daughter video-called every two or three days.
What mother wouldn't recognize her own child?
Though she had already more or less confirmed it in her heart, the stark difference in status made her momentarily unable to believe the scene before her eyes.
She was just a factory worker; what if she was wrong?
What if she caused a scene, angered the factory manager, and got fired?
Moreover, how did her daughter suddenly appear in Dongyang?
How could she be with someone as important as the district head?
Her daughter, although admitted to Demon Star University with a special recruitment three years ago, never told He Jun about any troubles, only sharing the good news. But Zhang Aomei knew her daughter's Demon Spirit had issues.
Otherwise, how could her abilities have improved so slowly, maybe even unable to graduate?
She didn't ask.
Because she didn't understand.
