This scared Lan Ruowei terribly, so she hurriedly chased her outside, but she neglected the staircase at the corner where Lan Xin Ai was squatting.
Unable to restrain her emotions any longer, bitter tears streamed down ceaselessly.
Lan Xin Ai wiped her tears forcefully, telling herself not to cry, but no matter how she wiped, the tears just wouldn't stop...
Until footsteps were heard from the stairs, Lan Xin Ai turned and ran downstairs.
Passing through the crowd, standing on the bustling street, at this moment, she felt utterly lost.
Lan Ruowei rushed to the old mansion in a hurry.
"Butler, has my sister come back yet?"
"Miss Ruowei, the Young Mistress hasn't returned," the Butler shook his head.
Lan Ruowei quickly called Lan Xin Ai, but to her shock, the phone was turned off, making her nearly jump up in anxiety.
"What happened, Miss Ruowei?"
asked the Butler.
"You must send someone out to find my sister; she might be in trouble."
