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

Lin Mian couldn't sleep that night.

While tossing and turning in bed, I looked at the safe and felt that no matter how I looked at it, it was just an eyesore.

My phone on the bedside table vibrated; a WeChat message had arrived.

Lin Mian immediately propped herself up and unlocked her phone.

The sender, nicknamed Ming Shao, wrote: "It was my mistake to interrogate you before due to a misunderstanding. I apologize to you again here [hands clasped together]. If you want cash compensation, should I transfer it to your bank card or..."

That is a problem.

Lin Mian couldn't remember her bank card number, and the WeChat account she had wasn't hers, so she probably couldn't even use WeChat Wallet.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Mian replied, "Just buy me a gift."

Li Mingshao: "OK, OK. Is there anything else you need? I'll have Brother Ye bring it to you tomorrow."

"If you need anything in the future, just let me know. For one thing, I'm an absolute know-it-all around here; I can get you anything you want."

Lin Mian didn't need much; she had everything she wanted in the manor and could have whatever she asked for every day without spending a penny.

No, she's still missing something.

"Do you have any emojis?" Lin Mian typed. "I don't have any emojis on my phone. Also, are there any groups you can add me to so I can watch the fun and maybe steal some emojis?"

Li Mingshao was very straightforward and directly sent Lin Mian several sets of paid emoji packs, all of which were cute and appealing to girls.

Lin Mian accepted it without hesitation.

His phone vibrated, and he received several group invitations from Li Mingshao. These included domestic gossip groups, gaming groups, online shopping groups, casual chat groups, and even a group for sharing beautiful pet photos.

A wide variety of types and styles.

Lin Mian replied to Li Ming with a newly added cat emoji, a black and white kitten with its head bobbing up and down, saying thank you.

Li Mingshao: "Is there anything else you're short?"

"Yes." Lin Mian typed slowly, "Make me a knife, something sharp and small."

Li Mingshao gave him a puzzled look: "What do you need a knife for?"

Lin Mian: "Assassination."

To assassinate He Duoye, that perverted scumbag.

Li Mingshao was amused by the message and burst out laughing. Just as he was about to type, the door to the private room was pushed open, and He Duoye walked in with a cold face.

He's tall, and even though Li Mingshao is sitting down, he can easily see Li Mingshao's phone screen with a casual glance.

The profile picture looked familiar to him; it belonged to Lin Mian.

After getting her WeChat account, she took a picture of a garden and used it as her profile picture. Just a few hours ago, this profile picture angrily bombarded He Duoye with a whole bunch of original memes.

He Duoye returned the favor with a red rose.

But now, this profile picture is used to send Li Mingshao cute cat emojis.

He Duoye gritted his teeth and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh of extreme anger. He walked up to Li Mingshao, glanced at the screen, and then slowly raised his eyes to stare at Li Mingshao's face.

"You two seemed to be having a great time chatting..."

Li Mingshao felt a chill run down his spine. He immediately handed over the phone and said ingratiatingly, "We just chatted about some nonsense. She must have been pretty bored and wanted to join a few groups to have some fun."

"But I didn't recommend any male model groups to her; they were all perfectly legitimate and normal groups!"

He Duoye picked up his phone and scrolled through the records one by one.

The message wasn't long, and he finished reading it quickly. He took over the conversation and typed: "Who are you going to assassinate?"

Lin Mian replied quickly: "Just kidding, I just wanted to use it for self-defense."

He Duoye: "Why don't you go find your brother Ye?"

Lin Mian: "Didn't you tell me to come to you if I had any problems?"

He Duoye chuckled and tossed the phone back to Li Mingshao. He sat on the sofa, rubbed his temples, and lit another cigarette.

Li Mingshao looked at the new conversation on his phone, observing his boss's expression: "Should I refuse, or agree?"

He Duoye wanted Li Mingshao to refuse, because he would prepare something better for Lin Mian, but then he changed his mind and said, "Agree, prepare a small knife for her."

Only through comparison can we see the gap.

Li Mingshao agreed and replied to the message before asking, "For Mianmian..."

He Duoye suddenly looked up: "Mianmian?"

"..." Li Mingshao quickly changed his tune, "For Miss Lin's apology, I'm preparing gold, hard currency. She can use it anywhere in the future, and there's no exchange rate difference. What do you think, Brother Ye?"

He Duoye exhaled a puff of smoke, watching the white mist slowly dissipate: "She can't take it with her."

Li Mingshao didn't understand at first, but seeing He Duoye's expression, he wisely refrained from asking further questions.

He was indeed the person who had followed He Duoye the longest, but he didn't actually understand He Duoye completely.

This man exudes madness and danger from the inside out; he seems to never trust anyone but himself. He has many plans, but he won't tell anyone until the very end.

But it was He Duoye's caution and suspicion that allowed them to overcome countless dangers and stand proudly in their current position.

Six months ago, Li Mingshao had no doubt that He Duoye would be the only winner in the He family's power struggle.

He is too strong.

He seemed to have no weaknesses. The mother he used to threaten him was actually a weakness that He Duoye deliberately displayed to lower the guard of that Master He.

He Duoye rarely mentions his past, but Li Mingshao follows him around all day, and it's clear that he doesn't have much affection for that mother.

Perhaps there will be some sense of responsibility.

When Li Mingshao learned that He Duoye's mother had passed away, his first reaction was actually joy. This meant that He Duoye would soon have no weaknesses, and the He family would no longer be a cage restricting him, but rather a stepping stone for him to reach the top.

But Li Mingshao guessed wrong.

From the moment He Duoye's mother passed away, his actions gradually veered towards more extreme madness. His fearless and utterly unafraid demeanor sometimes made Li Mingshao wonder if He Duoye had destructive tendencies.

It's not self-destruction, but taking everyone down with it.

Li Mingshao looked down at his phone.

Lin Mian had just replied with a thank you emoji, this time a pink rabbit, which instantly made the whole screen look cute.

Li Mingshao vaguely realized that this girl named Lin Mian probably held a much heavier place in He Duoye's heart than he had initially thought.

I just don't know how heavy she is, or how much He Duoye would be willing to sacrifice for her.

And will it become the next cage to trap He Duoye?