Rong Shao Nan Ning Y

This five-dollar bill printed with the image of a large steel mill was hers. She kept it specifically in a box, separate from the scattered few cents and dimes she usually carried around on her person.,The next moment, Ning Yuan held up the money and said to everyone, “Look closely, there’s still my name on these five dollars! I wrote it because I was afraid of losing the money!”,Rong Zhaonan quietly stood in the shadows of the trees, watching Ning Yuan's expression, a thoughtful look on his face.。