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Tang Zhenzhen's tears came down instantly, and she choked up with grievance: "Li Yan... Li Fushuji... I understand. Perhaps I got it wrong. My five dollars is in Tan Xiaoxia's study book.",Rong Zhaonan lowered his cold and deep eyes, letting out a light sneer: "Yes...",As a result, he firmly refused to help her transfer out of the silk weaving factory where she worked three shifts a day, standing for ten hours at a time.。