Butler Lin knocked on the door of Lin Cheng's study. The roars inside finally stopped.
After a long while, Lin Cheng's voice came from inside. "Come in."
Lin Yun walked into the study. Even though she was already mentally prepared, she was still shocked by the scene in front of her.
The originally retro and elegant study was now in tatters.
The books displayed on the shelves were scattered on the ground, and many of them were torn.
The calligraphy paintings that were originally decorating the wall were also swept to the ground.
The antiques on the shelf were not broken, but they were inevitably affected by Lin Cheng's anger.
Fortunately, those antiques had been placed in the corner of the study by Butler Lin and his men. There were only slight bumps on them.
Lin Yun looked at the mess and then at Lin Cheng, who was tidying himself.
Lin Cheng calmed down a little before looking at Lin Yun. "Xiao Yun, you're back."
