If she hadn't trusted those hangers-on who lived together but only fawned over her, she wouldn't have left her box unlocked.,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.,Unless she absolutely had to go for living expenses, she would rather stay at the countryside re-education camp than go to her aunt's oppressive home.。