Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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There was no other way; Yan Jinsu’s spiritual power was like a magic treasure for soothing babies. The moment the two adorable babies felt Yan Jinsu’s spiritual power gently caressing them, their crying ceased instantly. The urge to cry without actually crying made every member of the Xie Family’s heart melt.

After all, Xie Tiesheng and everyone else present couldn’t help but feel both heartache and sweetness at the sight of the two little cuties.

"Third Sister-in-law, you’re back. Are you alright?"

Xie Jingzi, upon seeing her twin nephews in tears, couldn’t help but shed a few tears herself. She was the first to hear the sound of the car and started to shout loudly the moment she saw Third Sister-in-law step into the yard from the second-floor window.

Hearing that Yan Jinsu had returned, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Yan Jinsu’s reddened eyes made it difficult for anyone to say much to her.

After all, as a mother seeing her children cry out in such a heartbreaking manner, she was surely feeling worse than any of the grandparents present.

And everyone was well aware of how dearly the Third Son’s Wife usually doted on her grandsons; they could see it clearly and knew she must have had no choice but to not return earlier.

Xiao Shi and Xiaojiu, held in Yan Jinsu’s arms, one on each side—seeing the twins cry like bitter old men pained her heart deeply. She knew the twins would surely cry fiercely, but never expected them to cry like this!