After waiting for a long time, the possessed baby finally opened its eyes.
Fang Zhou saw the patterned mosquito net, it seemed to be within a large bed.
Ming Aoshuang let out a startled cry, finally realizing something was wrong: "I can't control my body, Fang Yuanhang, where are you?"
"Stop making noise."
"Why are you inside my body?"
Fang Zhou couldn't be bothered to argue with her; Ming Aoshuang, seeing Fang Zhou's silence, seemed to sense his annoyance, so she stopped asking.
The baby lying on the bed waved its chubby little hands, suddenly letting out a loud cry.
Immediately, a beautiful young woman appeared by the bedside.
Seeing this woman, Ming Aoshuang was suddenly shocked: "Is this... Mother?"
The beautiful woman's appearance had about eighty to ninety percent resemblance to Ming Aoshuang, at first glance almost like a twin sister.
But Fang Zhou wasn't particularly surprised; he had long guessed the two were possessed within Ming Aoshuang's childhood.
