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Time slipped through the fingers like sand, hurrying by.
In the blink of an eye, amidst the hustle and bustle, a few days had passed unnoticed. These past days, she had been busy receiving various parcels. As each item arrived, she would organize it a second time and then store it in the space.
She had kept the existence of the space a secret from Xiao'ai, who was unaware. When Su Shu stashed away the items, she either did it after Xiao'ai had fallen asleep or out of the little one's sight.
As a result, Xiao'ai, who went in and out these past two days, constantly turned her beautiful wide eyes on her aunt, a five-year-old furrowing her delicate brows in confusion now and then, looking adorably perplexed.
Su Shu could roughly guess what the child was thinking.
Every day, so many parcels were delivered, but they all seemed to vanish after she slept.
Where did the items go?
