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

Lin Mian had experienced the same uncomfortable feeling that He Duoye was feeling before.

During her university years, she was walking down the street one day when she nearly got into a car accident. A car that ran a red light sped past her, narrowly missing her toes, scaring her half to death.

If he had taken just half a step more, Lin Mian would have been knocked flying.

Unfortunately, the car disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving Lin Mian with no choice but to swallow her anger and resentment.

That night, she video-chatted with He Duoye and complained about the whole thing. Then, in the middle of the night, He Duoye suddenly came back.

That's how it was; he held Lin Mian without saying a word.

At that time, Lin Mian thought that He Duoye might be afraid.

I'm afraid she might actually get into a car accident, get injured, or die or something.

Lin Mian wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know how to say it. Moreover, based on her understanding of He Duoye, this stubborn guy would only refuse to admit it and then turn around and say something sarcastic to her.

It's better to remain silent and let people be moved.

Lin Mian thought for a moment, then cupped He Duoye's face and gave him a long kiss.

Now, Lin Mian thought awkwardly, they had already broken up, and it had become an improper relationship between a feudal emperor and his third concubine. What did this scoundrel mean by doing this?

"I have something for you," He Duoye suddenly said.

Lin Mian asked in a tense voice, "What is it?"

He Duoye took out a small red box, made of velvet, which looked very much like a ring box.

Lin Mian was completely stunned.

What the hell is this bastard doing?

The breakup and what happened afterward haven't been sorted out yet.

No, there must be some kind of conspiracy. It's definitely not a ring inside. It might contain some kind of prank spring-loaded fist that will punch her as soon as it's opened.

Lin Mian dug her fingernails into He Duoye's arm, calmly asking, "What is it?"

He Duoye held Lin Mian in his arms and opened the box. Inside was indeed a very dazzling diamond ring.

It's very large, shaped like a five-pointed star, with a light pink main diamond in the center and five petals set with small diamonds of varying shades.

Exquisite, beautiful, luxurious, and dazzling; it looks incredibly expensive.

Lin Mian was stunned for a moment, then blinked, her heart racing at the sight of the dazzling diamond ring.

He Duoye took out the ring and put it on the middle finger of Lin Mian's right hand. Her finger bones were slender and her skin was fair. The pink diamond made her hand look even more fair and delicate.

Moreover, the ring is just the right size, not too big or too small.

"This is a hidden weapon," He Duoye whispered in Lin Mian's ear.

Lin Mian didn't react for a moment: "?"

He Duoye held Lin Mian's hand, his fingertip resting on the diamond. With a gentle lift, the magnificent five-pointed star folded up, instantly revealing the tiny blade hidden inside.

He Duoye made Lin Mian clench her fist, and then squeezed her small fist.

"Next time you encounter danger, use this to fight back, but be careful, the blade is highly poisonous, don't accidentally hurt yourself."

Lin Mian: "...So, this is a weapon."

He Duoye rested his chin on Lin Mian's shoulder, folded the five-pointed star back, and the blade automatically retracted, perfectly concealing itself.

His tone was somewhat lazy: "Otherwise, what did you think it was?"

Lin Mian: "..."

what.

I thought it was your death day.

He Duoye held Lin Mian's hand: "Don't let anyone slap your face again. You're the woman beside me now. What's the difference between slapping your face and slapping mine?"

Lin Mian didn't really want to talk. She just hoped that from now on, the slaps would be directed at He Duoye's face, and wouldn't involve her, his innocent ex-girlfriend.

He Duoye held her tightly until the comedy movie ended, then he carried Lin Mian upstairs to sleep.

It means sleeping in the literal sense.

The nightlight was on, making the room dimly lit and quiet.

Lin Mian was wide awake. The ring on her finger was heavy and very noticeable, but no matter how she looked at it, it was an eyesore.

Moreover, Lin Mian was very afraid that the ring might accidentally hurt her.

She touched the edge of the diamond, unable to sleep, and turned over. She looked at He Duoye, who had his eyes closed, and she didn't know if he was asleep or not.

My mind is a bit of a mess.

So much has happened today, and He Duoye's attitude just now was so strange.

She has many questions and wants to ask He Duoye for clarification.

"Feed him," Lin Mian called to him.

He Duoye did not react.

Lin Mian reached out and nudged him, but when he still didn't react, she simply sat up and used two fingers to pry open He Duoye's eyelids, forcing him to open his eyes.

He Duoye didn't struggle, he just kept looking at Lin Mian with one eye open.

"You've gotten bolder, haven't you? Daring to offend me like this."

Lin Mian immediately let go of his hand. She forgot that her relationship with He Duoye was not equal.

"I just wanted to ask you, that short-haired woman today looks a bit like you, is she your sister?"

"Is the man blocking my way in the private room your brother or your younger brother?"

Are you half-siblings?

He Duoye said, "Are you a walking encyclopedia of whys?"

Lin Mian: "...Answer me first."

He Duoye closed his eyes: "What's it to you?"

Lin Mian: "..."

The question—"When you disappeared after the breakup, were you forced to?"—was stuck in Lin Mian's throat.

She stared at He Duoye for a while, then turned her back, curled up, and lay on her side.

Even if it's forced, what difference does it make?

Four years after their breakup, He Duoye has become a different person and has been supporting a bunch of women, which is also a fact.

Dwelling on the past will only restrict your actions.

All she had to do was obediently sleep with him until He Duoye got tired of it, and then he would take her home.

As for the rest, who cares? I don't want to think about it anymore.

Lin Mian couldn't sleep. Too many things had happened today. As soon as she closed her eyes, the events of the day would replay in her mind.

I lay there for a while, trying to stay awake.

Lin Mian took out her phone and opened WeChat.

She added Li Mingshao as a WeChat friend today.

After getting the phone, Lin Mian added several friends on WeChat: the housekeeper Uncle Jixiang, the maid Sasha who had the most contact with her, and the kitchen manager.

However, all the WeChat accounts she added were for work, and her Moments were completely empty. Every day when Lin Mian opened WeChat, she could only stare blankly at the lifeless page.

But now, a red dot has finally appeared in the Moments section.

As He Duoye's trusted and long-serving advisor, Li Mingshao also oversees the hotel and several clubs in the Mingzhu Building. Within this building, he is practically second only to the leader, so his social circle is very lively and completely open to the public.

He posts one every day, but the content is mostly photos of glamorous clubs, casinos, or dinner parties.

At first, it's novel, but after seeing it too many times, you just get numb to the same old thing, like a third-rate club manager's promotional video.

Lin Mian skated faster and faster, and unexpectedly, she caught a glimpse of He Duoye's face in one of the videos.

Lin Mian paused, quickly scrolled up twice, and found the video.

The background shows a private room in a club, with flickering and dim lighting. There are many people, men and women, in a decadent atmosphere of smoking and drinking. He Duoye is sitting on a sofa in the corner.

From the side, his eyelids drooped, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he looked somewhat impatient. His straight nose had a sharp curve.

Lin Mian paused the video and saw clearly the two women sitting on either side of He Duoye: the two sisters, Mei Li and Mei Zhu.

Meizhu whispered in He Duoye's ear, while Meili fed him a piece of fruit.

This scene only lasted for a moment; the next second, the video switched to the front, showing two model-like women dancing.

Lin Mian: "..."

A scumbag is a scumbag.

Just as she was about to lock her phone, He Duoye's voice suddenly came from behind her: "Are you spying on me on other people's WeChat Moments?"

Lin Mian: "..."