Because Jiang Ying Yue was returning to City S the subsequent day, she was busy taking out all of the things which she was supposed to bring along from different corners of the room, and instead of packing those things side by side, she only threw it on the bed slovenly.
She would pack it later on, first it was necessary to bring all of the stuff out.
Looking at the state of her closet, she held her head as she felt it throbbing. Why was it in this state?
Had it always been like this or something happened to it overnight?