Lan Ni began to search for information about her funeral, which was held on the tenth day of her departure, she looked at the photos, her godfather, godmother, godfather, godfather, her sister Xiaoxiao, her six senior brothers, DB's colleagues, cosmic light colleagues, her students, as well as Zhou Jiayu, Xiang Yu, He Xiaoyu, Yun Zhongge, and even Qiao's family appeared in the photos, but she just didn't see Zhong Liwei.

Lannie flipped through them one by one, looking for them one by one, what the hell was going on? Why did she die? If everyone thought she was dead, then how could her dear not go to her funeral, her heart was cold, the phone fell to the ground, would something happen to him?

She was nervous, and immediately picked up the mobile phone on the ground and began to search for Zhong Liwei's information, there was a lot of information, but it was all commercial, and there was not a single photo.

Lannie dialed his phone number again, but the phone kept repeating the words: The number you dialed is off.

She threw the phone on the bed, and in a flurry of distraughtness, she took a deep breath and forced herself to composure, she didn't have a twin sister or sister, so that woman must have been through plastic surgery to be exactly like her, but she could make that face the same as her, but not anywhere else, and her dear was familiar with every part of her body, he must be able to see that she was a fake, definitely, must be able to tell.

Lannie put her hand in her hair and closed her eyes in pain, her heart wishing he could see that the woman was an impostor, but her reason told her that it was better to have a long pain, and if he really thought she was dead, then he missed her for a while, and everything would pass.

The weather began to rain in the afternoon, and the cold raindrops hit the glass with a crackling sound, and Lannie nestled in the cold bed, crying all the time.

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At seven o'clock in the morning, Lady Norrie waited at the door of Lannie's bedroom with a few maids.

"Mrs. Norrie, we've been waiting here for two hours."

"Yes! It's seven o'clock, Mrs. Norrie, and let's knock! ”

Mrs. Norrie was silent for a while: "Mary, knock it!" ”

Mary glanced apprehensively at Mrs. Norrie, and then walked slowly to the wooden door, where she knocked softly, but there was no sound inside.

Mrs. Norrie frowned slightly: "Mary, you were serving Her Highness before, what time does she usually get up?" ”

Mary: "Her Royal Highness gets up at about five o'clock in the morning. ”

Mrs. Norrie: "But it's seven o'clock now." ”

Mary knocked again, but there was still no sound inside.

Mrs. Norrie walked to the door, pressed the doorknob gently, and she pushed it open, only to find the bedroom window open and empty.

Mrs. Norrie was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly walked in: "Your Highness, where are you?" Your Highness, where are you? ”

"Ma'am, there's no one in the locker room."

"Ma'am, there's no one in the bathroom either."

"Ma'am, will Your Highness—" A maid pointed to the open window.

Mrs. Norrie stared at the window with a horrified expression, for this was the eighteenth floor!

[April 19th 1st Update]