Months passed in a blink of an eye. It was the eve of the new year once again.
In the study of Qin Manor.
The study was filled with piles of ancient tomes. The dense pile added up to more than ten thousand books. Even though Qin Yun's study was large, the pile took up more than half the space.
Qin Yun was sitting in front of a desk, carefully perusing a tome while checking for clues.
"Old Master, Miss Chen Shuang is here." Ah Gui's voice sounded from outside.
"Xiao Shuang?" Qin Yun looked up and instructed, "Quickly let her in."
Soon after, a purple-dressed Chen Shuang flitted in. She was even carrying a basket. When she entered the study, she said with a smile, "Brother Yun, it's almost the new year. I brought you some buns. I made them in my spare time."
"Thanks," said Qin Yun as he put down the book he was reading.
