Yun Qiyan took a deep breath, standing up from her chair and walking over to the window. She watched as Meng Xi'er, adorned in the clothes she'd supplied, hurried past the two guards with her head ducked low.
Perhaps they hadn't anticipated this sort of scheme. The two guards didn't do any security checks and allowed her to pass. Meng Xi'er had managed to deceive them with remarkable ease.
She watched as Meng Xi'er got into the vehicle. The black Santana roared to life, quickly driving up the mountain road and disappearing from her sight.
Yun Qiyan retracted her gaze, a trace of cruelty stirring in the depths of her dark eyes, a secretive smirk etched on her face.
Farewell, Meng Xi'er.
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Yun Qiyan sat briefly on Meng Xi'er's bed before pulling out her phone and sending a message. After confirming it was sent, she sat on a chair and eerily waited in silence.