“Who are you?” Huo Mian’s voice trembled.
“Don’t you feel that I’m familiar?”
“Don’t play games with me. Who on earth are you?”
Huo Mian felt like she’d lose her mind soon.
The woman turned around slowly; she wore a golden mask in the shape of angel’s wings; it was very stunning.
But her eyes…
Huo Mian felt they were very familiar.
“Tsk, tsk… Look at you… You look miserable like a tool of childbirth. This is your third baby, right?”
The woman stepped closer to Huo Mian and looked at her belly.
Subconsciously, Huo Mian covered her belly with her hands protectively.
“Don’t you feel I look very familiar?” Leila reached out and touched Huo Mian’s face.
Huo Mian took two steps back, not wanting the woman to touch her.
“In fact, Huo Mian, I knew about your existence many years ago… Yeah, I know you very well.”
“Who on earth are you?”
Huo Mian was more and more confused. This woman looked young, but she claimed to have known her from many years ago?
Without answering her, Leila reached up and pulled off her mask slowly.
When her face was revealed, Huo Mian was astonished.
She saw a face resembling hers. Instinctively, she knew it wasn’t a human-skin mask or the result of plastic surgeries.
Plastic surgeries would leave traces on faces, but there were none of such traces on this face.
Her face looked more natural than Huo Mian’s since the latter was pregnant, which gave her a bloated body and a less fresh complexion.
The woman was different; she seemed to be Huo Mian in her prime time.
“You, you, you…” Surprised, Huo Mian was speechless.
“Don’t you think we look exactly the same?”
Huo Mian was rendered speechless by astonishment.
“How can it be? It’s impossible… Even twins can’t look so alike…”
Huo Mian murmured to herself, not able to accept the fact.
“Twins? Don’t be ridiculous… Your IQ is too low to be my twin… I’m disgusted at the self-importance of your mortals… I have no interest in anything about you, including your work, your family, your daughters, and your friends. They all look stupid… But I like your husband. Yeah, I’m interested in your husband.”
“You met my husband?” Huo Mian got the point.
She must have met Qin Chu, otherwise she wouldn’t have said it.
“I did more than meeting him… Anyway, you have nothing valuable except for Qin Chu.”
“No matter who you are, don’t waste your energy on stealing my husband. He’ll never like you even though you resemble me. He can tell us apart. He won’t like a replica or a substitute,” Huo Mian mocked Leila calmly.
“That’s hard to say. If I play the game well, he might not be able to see the difference. Tell me, will you feel bad if your husband mistakes me as you and sleeps with me? Will it ruin his image of a good man that you’re so proud of?”
“You made me travel so far here just to steal my husband?” Huo Mian thought this woman was naïve.
How could she set up such a big trap just to get Qin Chu?
