Rong Zhao, male, Nin

As soon as he took the cattle down to the field that morning, no one passed by the cow shed anymore. As long as he went there to ambush Ning Yuan, he could make that bitch a real broken shoe.,She held a stack of old newspapers, watching Rong Zhaonan effortlessly drag a cart filled with broken furniture – a cabinet, tables, and chairs – along the side.,Li Yan said nothing, just walked closer and looked at the truck full of things.。