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But the gazes of those around her, even Qin Xiaoxia's, held her arm.,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.,Even, I really want to see my aunt's angry expression.。