The door was opened by a middle-aged woman in a sharp business suit. Plump and graceful with a dignified and luxurious appearance, she had well-maintained, tender white skin. Were it not for the few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, one might not distinguish her from a woman in her thirties.
Moreover, there was an extraordinary charisma emanating from her. At times, she exuded the shrewdness of a businesswoman; at others, the authoritative pressure of someone superior; and sometimes, she seemed like a tender and peaceful mother.
Upon seeing this lady, Jiang Ying's smile bloomed like a flower.
"Mom! I've missed you so much!"
Jiang Ying affectionately threw herself into the woman's arms, cooing like a child. At that moment, she was no longer the most beautiful school principal but a darling daughter.
"You rascal, not coming to see us for so long, you're asking for a spanking!"