Sitting beside Yun An an, Bei Chen Lin gently stroked her red hair, over and over again, so tenderly and lovingly.,Now, the dead father is crying, and the wicked mother is burning his hard work to ashes with a blazing fire.,In the dead of night, the three arrived at Tianxiang Building one after another. After seeing that Yun An'an was safe and sound, they finally let out a sigh of relief.。