Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Fan Hongshan saw the situation heading towards what she had guessed, her heart aching painfully. She looked at her kind and virtuous eldest sister-in-law with red-rimmed eyes, not even glancing at her elder brother, and in her heart, she hated Fan Fengshou even more.

But now, the most important thing was to win back her sister-in-law.

Therefore, Fan Hongshan, bypassing her mother who could not yet face reality, approached Yan Jinsu and Xie Jinghong, and sincerely apologized:

"Sister-in-law, eldest sister-in-law, I’m sorry, it’s my Fan Family’s fault for not acting properly. But this matter truly has nothing to do with my elder brother, if you must be angry, be angry at my mother.

Eldest sister-in-law, I beg you, for the sake of your three nephews, forgive my elder brother this time? Whether they are without a father or without a mother, neither is a happy situation, right?

Anyway, you and your husband have already moved out, and from now on you don’t need to come back to see mom! Just let that shit-stirrer Fan Fengshou take responsibility!"

"Fan Hongshan, you—"

Li Xiaochun’s legs turned to jelly under Yan Jinsu’s intimidating gaze, and upon hearing Yan Jinsu’s threatening words, her spirit was frightened; she hadn’t expected to hear her daughter say such things, disregarding her face and life and death, her actions quicker than her brain’s reaction, she slapped her in anger.

With a "smack," the slap landed squarely on Fan Hongshan’s left cheek, the swelling on her forehead already noticeable, and now the left side of her face swelled up!

"Mom!" Fan Jiefang hurriedly stepped forward to support his elder sister, who was about to fall, his voice filled with helplessness and indignation.