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

As they walked to the road in front of the car, Lin Mian asked curiously, "Why do you call me sister-in-law?"

He Jingjun smiled and introduced herself first, then said, "I am Duo Ye's half-sister. You are his lover, so of course I should call you sister-in-law."

Lin Mian didn't explain the matter of her relationship with her lover. She went with He Jingjun because she had some questions she wanted to ask.

"You look quite a bit like him, so I'm guessing you're his older sister," Lin Mian said. "He doesn't usually talk to me about himself, so I don't know anything about him. But I heard his mother has been sick. Have you met her?"

He Jingjun glanced at Lin Mian, then looked over the marks on her wrist, and said in a very natural tone, "I've met her. She's a very beautiful woman."

Lin Mian: "Is she still with He Duoye's father?"

He Jingjun smiled and said, "Of course."

Her ashes are placed in her father's study.

He Jingjun, not wanting Lin Mian to pry into her affairs any further, spoke first: "Duo Ye is indeed someone who doesn't like to talk about his own affairs. He kept your affairs very well hidden. I always thought that someone like him would never date anyone, but I didn't expect... you are an exception."

Lin Mian completely ignored He Jingjun's words and asked again, "Have you ever seen what He Duoye looked like when he was a child?"

He Jingjun: "..."

The two had already reached the car when Lin Mian stopped and asked with an innocent and obedient face, "Have you seen it before?"

"...I've met you."

Lin Mian said excitedly, "Then tell me about it."

He Jingjun looked at Lin Mian for a while, then suddenly laughed. No wonder this girl was able to break He Zhengchuan's head.

She is much more clever and cautious than she appears.

If He Duoye really liked her, then He Jingjun could understand why.

No, or perhaps not "if," He Jingjun thought, "it's a fact."

Once in the car, Lin Mian noticed He Zhengchuan sitting in the passenger seat. He had a bandage on his forehead and was staring at Lin Mian with a vengeful rage in his eyes.

Lin Mian was still a little scared after all.

He Jingjun seems like someone who stabs you in the back but can be reasonable in public, but He Zhengchuan is different.

He looks like a vicious roadside dog that bites people, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, especially vicious towards those weaker than him, wishing he could trample and bully everyone who is afraid of him.

Lin Mian straightened her back and stared at He Zhengchuan without saying a word.

He Jingjun broke the tense atmosphere by first introducing He Zhengchuan, and then smilingly saying that the incident at the club that day was a misunderstanding, and that He Zhengchuan actually had no ill intentions, and that everyone was family.

He Zhengchuan had already turned his head back and was staring at Lin Mian through the rearview mirror.

Lin Mian glanced up and met He Zhengchuan's unfriendly gaze through the mirror.

"..."

Lin Mian shifted her position to avoid being seen in the rearview mirror and asked, "So, you lived together when you were little?"

He Zhengchuan made no attempt to hide his malice and arrogance, sneering, "Does he even deserve it? You probably don't know, his mother was a prostitute who slept with anyone."

He Jingjun frowned. This idiot.

Lin Mian genuinely didn't know any of this. After her initial shock, she continued, "Is his mother alright now?"

He Zhengchuan turned to stare at Lin Mian: "Did he send you to inquire about this?"

After saying that, he continued, "No, that can't be. He couldn't possibly not know what his mother is like now... You're just asking around without my permission."

He Zhengchuan's gaze sharpened with malice: "Does he know that you've been secretly inquiring about his despicable past?"

He Jingjun spoke warningly: "He Zhengchuan."

He Zhengchuan glanced at He Jingjun with displeasure, but did not back down: "What are you afraid of? I'm just stating the facts. When his mother was selling herself, he was the doorman."

Lin Mian's eyes widened in shock.

The car stopped in front of the villa. He Zhengchuan fell silent because he saw that bastard He Duoye standing by the roadside with his hands in his pockets.

Even through the privacy window, He Zhengchuan could feel his incredibly penetrating gaze.

The car door opened, and He Jingjun got out. Looking at He Duoye's cold face, she smiled and said, "I ran into my sister-in-law on the way, so I gave her a ride. Don't worry, we didn't bully her at all."

He Jingjun's smile was genuine, like a casual chat among family members.

"She, on the other hand, asked us quite a few questions about you."

He Duoye seemed not to hear her words or see her at all, his gaze fixed solely on Lin Mian: "Come here."

Lin Mian walked over, but He Duoye grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind him.

"They'll get on any kind of vehicle; aren't they afraid of being sold off to work in the coal mines?"

Lin Mian had just accidentally discovered his secret past, and didn't dare to reply. She stood obediently to the side with her head down.

He Duoye reached out, pinched Lin Mian's chin, lifted her face, glanced at her to make sure her complexion was fine, but his tone remained cold: "Speak."

Lin Mian could only say, "I understand, I won't get into other people's cars next time."

He Duoye then released her.

He stood on the steps, looking down at He Jingjun and He Zhengchuan below, his tone impatient and extremely arrogant: "The apology, give it to me."

He Jingjun glanced at the driver, who quickly got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out a silver-white insurance briefcase.

She said, "Won't you invite us in for a cup of tea? This is quite a generous gift."

He Duoye looked annoyed, didn't say anything, put his arm around Lin Mian's shoulder, and turned to leave.

Uncle Jixiang was standing behind. As he passed by, He Duoye lowered his eyes, his gaze extremely cold, but his voice was lazy: "Go, take good care of my father's family."

Uncle Jixiang maintained his smile and nodded in agreement.

He Duoye quickly left with his men.

Uncle Jixiang walked down the steps to welcome the other two members of the He family.

Completely ignored by He Duoye, He Zhengchuan couldn't help but curse, "What a bastard."

If she could, He Jingjun really didn't want to bring that idiot He Zhengchuan along. But... she raised her chin and, out of the corner of her eye, clearly saw Uncle Jixiang ignore her and walk straight up to He Zhengchuan.

"Fourth Young Master, if the Master finds out that you spoke of the Third Young Master like that in private, he will be angry with you."

He Zhengchuan scoffed, "Am I wrong? If my elder brother hadn't died, how could Father have recognized something like this?"

Uncle Jixiang said, "Master has always liked the Third Young Master very much, otherwise he wouldn't have agreed to send him to China in the first place."

He Duoye was an extremely intelligent person from a young age, with a very quick mind, so he learned everything very quickly. In addition, he was naturally calm and ruthless, with a cunning mind, and his personality was far more composed and ruthless than his peers.

In fact, he is the most suitable person to take over the He family group.

But he already has a son, the eldest son of the He family, above him.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain, not even a cub.

When Master He sent him away, it wasn't out of abandonment, but rather to protect him and ensure his safe growth. Otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically left his mentally unstable mother behind, keeping her clinging to life in the hospital.

Kehe Duoye never understood the master's intentions.