With a cup of warm water in hand, Bei Chenlin glanced at Wang Zhuangui and the servants beside him. With a casual wave of his hand, a pile of silver bills was stuffed into Wang Zhuangui's bosom.,Just as Beichen Lin was about to get up, he stopped and looked at Yun An'an.,Steady, he caught the 'weapon' Yun Anan threw at him. Beichen Lin's sinister eyes were full of a dangerous smile.。