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.,She forced a smile onto her face that was worse than crying, and said to Ning Yuan: "Ning Yuan, I'm so sorry... Can you forgive me",If you want two dollars and fifty cents for monthly living expenses, you have to work as a laborer at your aunt's place.。