Rong Zhao, male, Nin

"It must have been Ning Yuan who stole my things!" Tang Zhenzhen's face was twisted in anger.,He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly raised his eyes sharply towards the path leading to the cow shed, a cold glint of alert appearing in his eyes. "Someone's coming.",Ning Yuan almost suspected she was hallucinating. Before she could react, she heard footsteps.。