Ruan Hongzhuang knew that Shen Siyuan had a Storage Space, but this was the first time she directly experienced its magic so intuitively.
Shen Siyuan had lived in this rental place for several years, and over time, he had accumulated quite a number of belongings.
There were clothes and shoes, of course, but also pots and pans, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and other items.
The largest items were Shen Siyuan's computer, computer desk, and chair.
Last night, Ruan Hongzhuang wanted to tidy up a bit, but Shen Siyuan stopped her, saying there was no need for such trouble.
Now she finally understood what he meant; anything Shen Siyuan touched with his fingertips would instantly disappear.
In just a few breaths, the room, which had been somewhat cramped, became emptily spacious.
All that was left in the room were the refrigerator, air conditioner, washing machine, sofa, wardrobe, and bed.
