Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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The next day, as the dawn broke, Xie Jingchen checked out of the hotel and then took Yan Jinsu to the train station.

Two hours later, they disembarked at the provincial city’s train station where Yan Jinsu, feeling the cold, shrank into herself and was firmly embraced by Xie Jingchen as they alighted from the train, heading straight to the provincial hospital.

There were relatives in the provincial city, but both Xie Jingchen and Yan Jinsu preferred not to bother anyone nor reveal their whereabouts.

Xie Jingchen had already passed his safe information through his hidden contacts to certain individuals. Therefore, he was now able to wait in the maternity ward with Yan Jinsu, both of them slightly disguised.

Yan Jinsu wasn’t feeling well and leaned softly against Xie Jingchen. Due to their remarkably attractive features and excessive affection, they drew the curious glances of many pregnant women and older ladies.

This era was conservative. But Yan Jinsu didn’t feel embarrassed; as long as no one came to arrest them, it was fine.

Xie Jingchen, at this moment, had his full attention on his little wife, unconcerned with the probing looks from others.

After all, the little wife in his arms was his rightful wedded wife, what was there to fear?

Moreover, like Yan Jinsu, he was dressed in nothing but a simple shirt and black pants, not a military uniform, so he didn’t think his behavior was excessive.