Pure Love Imprisoned: My Ex-Boyfriend, Who Blamed Me, Imprisoned Me in Love

Much later, Lin Mian learned that He Duoye had drunk cold tap water that day because he had been sick with a high fever for several days and had run out of bottled water at home.

He does indeed eat steamed buns and instant noodles frequently.

For He Duoye, food only served to fill his stomach; it didn't matter what he ate.

However, he really liked Lin Mian's cooking, especially the egg noodles.

what about now?

Now he only deserves to eat farts.

Lin Mian thought for a moment, then sat up.

She had just gotten out of bed when there was a knock on the bedroom door, and Uncle Jixiang's indistinct voice came in.

Lin Mian stayed in a guest room, but it was still very spacious, with a semi-open-plan guest room and bedroom, and a small entryway and dressing room at the entrance.

She walked quickly over and opened the door.

"Miss Lin, the young master will be back soon. You should go to the door to greet him."

Lin Mian: "...Understood."

What a lousy person, always causing trouble.

She changed her clothes and followed Uncle Jixiang downstairs.

The manor villa at night was brightly lit and airy, but it inexplicably felt more like a maze, so complex and quiet that it was even somewhat oppressive. When I reached the gate, the beautiful twins had already arrived.

The two looked back at Lin Mian without saying a word.

Lin Mian walked over and stood next to the two sisters, without intending to say anything.

Soon, headlights from a car came sweeping closer from afar.

Three cars, one in front and one behind, drove through the front yard and parked in the open space outside the gate.

Lin Mian's gaze swept across the scene, eventually settling on the middle car. The windows were tinted black, obscuring everything. But she vaguely sensed a very strong, unmistakable gaze upon it.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she curled her fingers.

Inside the car, He Duoye stared at the figure standing at the door. The lights in the lobby behind her and above her head were extremely bright, like splashes of oil paint, warmly and softly outlining her fluffy hair and soft, slender arms.

She stared blankly at the car, looking somewhat dazed.

Two seconds later, she blinked, her clear black and white eyes darting around, revealing a subtle, mischievous glint.

Same as before.

It looks docile and a bit easy to bully, but it's actually a hedgehog; poke it and it'll jump up and prick you.

He Duoye stared at it for a long time until his subordinate opened the car door and the damp night wind rushed in. He lowered his eyelids, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and as he exhaled the white smoke, he bent down and got out of the car.

The spreading smoke obscured his sharply defined face, and his narrow, sinister eyes were shrouded in a mysterious darkness.

The black earrings on his ears shimmered under the light, making his face look both handsome and wicked.

He's practically a mafia boss.

Lin Mian stared blankly, that familiar sense of unfamiliarity returning.

He Duoye stubbed out his cigarette and strode towards Lin Mian. His gaze was direct and undisguised, fixed on Lin Mian, a smirk playing on his lips, exuding an arrogant and domineering aggression.

Lin Mian's heart started racing. She wanted to dodge, but her feet didn't move.

He Duoye strode up the steps, and the twin beauties tactfully stepped aside.

He Duoye took a step closer and picked up Lin Mian, who hadn't reacted yet, in the way he would hold a child, supporting Lin Mian's bottom and letting her legs wrap around his waist.

"Did you miss me?" He Duoye looked up at her slightly, his smile carrying a roguish and wicked air.

Lin Mian held onto He Duoye's shoulder, staring at him with wide eyes.

What does this scoundrel mean?

They haven't really reconciled, so... is he really treating her like a mistress and flirting with her?

Lin Mian felt disgusted and tried to struggle: "Put me down."

He Duoye lifted her up and gave her a quick shake, which startled Lin Mian so much that she quickly grabbed He Duoye's shoulders. They had already reached the stairs, and if they weren't careful, they could both tumble down.

"Don't move, or I'll throw you down." He said this, but He Duoye held her steadily and walked upstairs step by step without swaying.

After walking down the stairs and entering the empty corridor, he pinched Lin Mian's butt.

Lin Mian felt a tingling sensation in her back, and her entire back straightened up, so that her chest pressed against He Duoye's chest.

His body temperature was very high, so hot it was almost burning.

"I've been thinking about you all day." He Duoye looked up at him, the corridor light illuminating his eyes, a light, cool brown. The light made his pupils contract as he stared intently at Lin Mian.

He added slowly, "I'm thinking about how I'm going to sleep with you tonight."

Lin Mian: "?"

My temper flared up instantly.

"Why don't you go find your beautiful twin sisters? Even if you're choosing someone to serve you in bed, you should take turns."

He Duoye stared at her, "Jealous?"

Lin Mian said coldly, without any expression, "We broke up four years ago. I'm not going to be jealous of your ex-boyfriend, even if I'm bored."

And it was her ex-boyfriend who already had a new love.

He Duoye slowly withdrew his gaze, his tone nonchalant: "Oh, really?"

He closed Lin Mian's bedroom door with his foot, lowered his head slightly, and brushed his thin lips against Lin Mian's ear, his breath hot and humid, extremely aggressive.

"If you're not jealous, then let's eat something else."

The next second, Lin Mian was pinned against the wall and kissed by him.

His warm, wet lips blocked Lin Mian's breath, kissing her deeply and intensely, making Lin Mian feel suffocated.

She grabbed He Duoye's hair, struggling and making whimpering sounds.

He Duoye stepped back slightly, his forehead pressed against Lin Mian's forehead, and once Lin Mian caught her breath, he immediately kissed her again.

Urgent, passionate, and intensely intimate, it was as if... he had longed for this kiss for a very, very long time.

It also seems... that they didn't break up for four years, but rather had a passionate reunion after a short separation.

Their relationship and feelings did not break down; even after more than a thousand days and nights of separation, they still loved each other.

Lin Mian closed her eyes in the lack of oxygen, and her dizzy thoughts suddenly cleared up.

But that's clearly not how it works.

Not only did they break up, but that bastard ex also found other women, and two at once, forcing her to become a mistress in two different ways.

What sincerity?

She's just a womanizer, a rotten heart, a scumbag.

Lin Mian didn't want her scumbag ex to have too much fun, so she wanted to spoil his mood.

He Duoye's kiss landed on Lin Mian's neck, kissing her skin again and again. Just like before, he would kiss her for a while, then open his mouth and gently bite her, let go, and then kiss and suck on the marks.

Lin Mian's fingernails dug into He Duoye's shoulder, her voice slightly unsteady: "Have you had a physical exam recently?"

He Duoye paused as expected.

Lin Mian was being held by him, her head slightly higher than He Duoye's.

He saw He Duoye slightly raise his face, raise his eyebrows, and have a half-smile that carried a hint of danger.

"You suspect I have a sexually transmitted disease?" He used very direct language.

Lin Mian curled her fingertips slightly, feeling a little guilty, but she wanted to break the sticky, fake atmosphere from before.

"You've slept with so many women, isn't it normal for me to have some doubts?"