My Youth Began With Him

On the other side of the earth.

In the palace on the bottom of the ocean.

There were no devices or calendars to show the passage of time.

Huo Mian couldn’t remember how long she had been imprisoned in this place.

She had only seen Lin Ya a few times.

But she was more familiar with Messiah. The more she knew about her, the higher she thought of the servant.

At least, Messiah didn’t look as expressionless as the other robot-like servants in this place.

Huo Mian had been stunned for a long time after she learned that Lu Yan and herself had different mothers.

She didn’t care that they had different mothers but was astonished that Lu Yan was Lin Ya’s clone’s child.

Strictly speaking, she was a daughter of a human and a clone.

Probably even their father didn’t know that Lu Yan’s mother was a clone.

How could Lin Ya trick their father, who had an extremely high IQ?

Huo Mian had lots of questions; meanwhile, she was worried that Leila might hurt her family.

“Miss Huo Mian, the Master has asked you to have supper with her.”

Messiah walked in, holding a drape with tassels for Huo Mian.

The things in this place were all exquisite. The glittering drape looked to be made of gold threads.

When she put it on, it felt smooth and comfortable.

Without a word, Huo Mian followed Messiah and walked toward Lin Ya’s room.

Upon entering, she was surprised by what she saw.

Lin Ya didn’t wear the queen’s attire or the crystal mask; she didn’t look like a lofty queen today.

Instead, she wore only a coffee-colored dress and black high-heels.

With her wavy hair, she looked like an elegant and gentle mother.

At this moment, she was sitting at the dinner table, making dumplings.

There was flour and dumpling filling on the table.

“Mian, come on in.”

Lin Ya said to her with a smile.

Warily, Huo Mian walked over and glanced at the stuff on the table and then at Lin Ya.

“What are you doing?”

“Messiah said you don’t have much appetite and want to eat dumplings. Unfortunately, the servants don’t know how to make dumplings; some of them have never seen dumplings before. So, I decided to make dumplings for you. Your dad likes to eat pork and celery dumplings. We lived in the Jiangnan area for a while and had dumplings almost each day. We didn’t stop until we had our fill.”

Lin Ya talked about this memory with a chuckle; she looked like an ordinary mother who was close to her daughter.

Huo Mian found Lin Ya at this moment was indeed more approachable than before.

Without a word, Huo Mian sat down with her big belly across from Lin Ya and began making dumplings.

“You’re pregnant and must eat something nutritious for the baby’s health.” Lin Ya smiled.

“When are you going to let me go?” Huo Mian asked her.

“You don’t like this place? You don’t want to live with me? Why do you want to leave?”

“I miss my home. I miss my husband and daughters…”

“Someone is taking care of them. Don’t worry.”

“You mean that psycho Leila?”

“Leila won’t hurt them.”

“She just replaced me shamelessly, right? Ms. Lin Ya, you love playing the game of switching clones with the originals, huh?”

Hearing Huo Mian’s words, Lin Ya’s face turned stiff and her smile disappeared gradually.

Putting down the dumpling she was making, she picked up a damp towel and wiped her hands.

“Mian, do you know whom you are talking to?”