Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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"Wang Xiaocui, you’ve remarried and still dare to come to your ex-husband’s home, do you want your current husband to beat you again?!" Yan Jinsu’s large almond eyes glaring fiercely, she looked at the despicable woman across from her with utter disdain.

"You—" Wang Xiaocui scurried backwards, her heart skipping a beat, always feeling that this Xie Laoer’s wife carried an extraordinary air, truly frightening her to the core.

Her petty thoughts quickly hidden, her face showing a sorrowful expression.

"Wang Xiaocui, if you dare to come here looking for trouble again, if you start it on the first, I’ll finish it on the fifteenth!" Yan Jinsu squinted her eyes, the daunting pressure in her gaze only intensifying Wang Xiaocui’s trembling fear.

"I, I won’t come again, okay... I just wanted to know if the kids are doing well! You, you have to treat Xiao Si and Xiaoqi well..." Wang Xiaocui clenched her lower lip, whimpering and crying, her tears falling fiercely despite her obvious fear, yet she still clearly expressed her maternal love, revealing the deep pain in her heart.

She truly was regretting now!

But there’s no antidote for regret, and as the saying goes, a shot arrow does not turn back; having cheapened herself, the bitter fruits she tastes now, no matter how tragic, she can only swallow by herself, alone.

She glanced at the imposing Xie Family Courtyard behind Yan Jinsu. Her cries were loud, yet neither her Xiao Si nor Xiaoqi came out!

Even so, she knew that her children were just beyond that wall!