Mr. Fu stared at the unsightly beast on the ground in shock.
"This, this…" As he stammered, he suddenly came back to his senses.
Memories of his eldest son, youngest son, and his dead ex-wife suddenly surfaced in his mind. As he stood rooted to the ground and stared at the corner of the wall, he felt overwhelmed by the shock.
Tears rolled down from the corners of his wrinkled eyes. "How sinful!"
For so many years, he had been obeying a fox.
Her requests were unreasonable, but he thought that it was true love.
Fu Shu was also dumbfounded. She had never seen her mother like this before.
If the fox on the ground was really her mother, what was she? What should she do next?
She didn't even know who she was.
Shen Chun retracted her whip with a cold gaze. "This fellow hid it quite well. In addition, after so many years in human society, the smell on its body has faded."
