Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Fan Baozhen, now nine years old, had begun to retain her memories. This wasn’t her first encounter with her ’great aunt.’ Upon seeing Aunt Li, who always showed her affection, returning, she immediately threw herself into her arms and wept with delicate sobs.

"Aunt~" Li Xiaoxia, seeing her daughter crying like this, also broke down in tears, heartbroken. Mrs. Li was no less distressed, and for a moment, sorrow compounded among the four women—young and old—in the room.

"Xiaoxia, what are you planning to do?" Only Aunt Li, despite her compassion, wore a determined expression on her face.

"Aunt, I want to take Baozhen to Shenzhen to start over." After Fan Fengshou had been sent away, Li Xiaoxia had asked her daughter for her opinion.

After this incident, Li Xiaoxia truly didn’t dare to let her daughter attend school locally anymore, because the gossip about Fan Fengshou was just too unbearable to hear.

With only two schools in the area, if something like this happened again, Li Xiaoxia felt she might as well throw herself into the river and be done with it.

"..." Mrs. Li glanced at her granddaughter but eventually did not voice any opposition.

Aunt Li, observing her younger sister’s expression, immediately understood. In the locality, her son-in-law’s reputation must have gone thoroughly rotten.

Upon considering how a man dared treat her own child like that, she frowned, "Are you thinking of getting a divorce?"

"Don’t want... I don’t want that!" Before Li Xiaoxia could respond, Fan Baozhen voiced her opposition, "Mom, wherever you go, I will follow you, but you must not get a divorce! I refuse to become a child without a father!"