Worried Sick

After walking around in a circle for half a minute already, Jiang Ming finally took a deep breath as he placed his hand on the doorknob. 

With a slight twist, the doorknob turned, and a creaking sound began to emit. 

Slowly but surely, Jiang Ming managed to open a tiny crack and gave a small peek inside.

"Umm, I'm back, aunt…" Jiang Ming whispered softly, seemingly hoping that he wouldn't get an earful from her. 

However, there was no response or movement in the office. His current view didn't allow him to see the left side of the office which is his desk. 

Thus, being unable to check the atmosphere and Yang Lqiin's mood, Jiang Ming could only walk in blindly.

Pushing the door open, Jiang Ming quickly entered and closed the door in a silent yet swift action.

As soon as the door closed, Jiang Ming could see Yang Liqin scanning through some paperwork with glasses on her eyes.