"Okay then. Help me put it on," she said, extending her wrist.
Jin Qingyan helped her put on the device, which fit perfectly around her wrist.
"Give Yiheng one of these too," said An Xiaoning, who found it to be rather useful.
He smiled and said, "I already have."
Feeling much assured, she said, "Alright, you may leave. I'll drive to Sanqiao Estate now."
She then took out her mask and put it on.
Jin Qingyan got down from the car and waved her goodbye.
She sped out of the garage and drove out of the gate quickly.
Seemingly deep in thought, Fan Shixin asked, "Young Sir, why did Young Madam leave with her luggage?"
"She's moving back to her mansion in Sanqiao Estate."
"I mean, why did you let her go?"
Jin Qingyan looked at him earnestly and said, "She told me that she loves me, and since she loves me, it doesn't matter where she goes."
"Oh? That means you're feeling much more secure now, Young Sir."
