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Tang Zhenzhen's fingertips were white with how tightly she was gripping her hands, almost to the point of bleeding. But she knew she couldn't... she couldn't collapse right there, nor could she snatch the five yuan back from Ning Yuan's hand.,Li Yan nodded, leading Ning Yuan to prepare to leave, as if Rong Zhaonan didn't exist at all.,In her heart, there was a secret, liberating sense of pleasure.。