Yingluo couldn't do it. She had to do something.
A strong anger enveloped Fu Zhi. The two people in front of her had lived with her for more than ten years, and she was trying to do something to change the trajectory of her fate in advance.
Just then, Huo ningxin looked up and saw Fu Zhi's transparent body gradually turning solid.
"A ghost!" Huo ningxin exclaimed.
She let out a heart - wrenching scream.
"No, mom, I'm not a ghost! Don't get too excited!" Fu Zhi quickly covered Huo ningxin's mouth.
"Then what are you?"
At that time, Huo ningxin was 17 years younger. She didn't have so many little wolves around her.
She had a soft personality and always wanted to convey her grievances and injustice to her parents through words.
Fu Zhi's heart ached for her. She glanced at her fingers, which were rough because of the housework. They were very different from Huo niannian's beautiful hands, which looked like they had never been through any hardships.
