Guan Qing shook her head and smiled helplessly at Pan Tian with a sorrowful expression. She pushed open the door and walked in. The trio followed suit.
As soon as they entered the room, Pan Tian and the others were stunned. There were bottles, broken porcelains, and clothes everywhere. There was nothing to lose in this mess. It was not like a unmarried girl's boudoir. It was obvious that she had just been robbed.
Guan Huiyu stood in the middle of the room, holding a piece of clothing in one hand. It seemed that she could not decide which one to wear.
Pan Tian looked her up and down. Although she was confused, she looked delicate and pretty, and there was a hint of elegance in her eyes. Her cheeks were slightly red. It was obvious that she had applied some rouge on her because she though
