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

Once outside the room, Lin Mian realized it was already 7 p.m.

This was precisely the time when the Pearl Building was bustling with activity.

Li Mingshao met up with Lin Mian and He Duoye in the elevator, and together with Man Niu who had been waiting at the door, they formed a group of four.

The elevator stopped on the casino floor, and the doors slowly opened, revealing an extremely spacious and bright lobby. The opulent gold floor tiles, walls, and chandeliers vividly illustrated the meaning of grandeur and opulence.

Four tall, beautiful young men and women stood at the entrance, responsible for greeting guests and leading the way. Upon seeing He Duoye, the four of them instantly straightened their backs even more and their faces lit up with big smiles.

But the next second, their attention was drawn to the girl with He Duoye's arm around her shoulder.

A simple and beautiful black sleeveless dress revealed her slender and fair shoulders, arms and legs. Bathed in golden light, her skin looked as delicate and smooth as an oil painting.

She had a small face, a pure and innocent first-love look, and a pair of soft, fox-like eyes. Her clear black and white pupils were a little nervous as she blinked at the row of people at the door.

She was wearing high heels with a slight heel, but she was still much shorter than He Duoye. His hand was on the girl's shoulder, his large palm covering her entire shoulder.

Compared to He Duoye, she was incredibly slender, like a doll being carried by him.

As the man approached, the group suppressed their scrutinizing gazes and greeted him respectfully and warmly, "Good evening, Third Master; good evening, Young Master Ming."

He Duoye remained aloof and didn't respond at all, while Li Mingshao smiled without any sense of distance and then warmly reminded one of the beauties that her collar was crooked.

The golden doors opened, and a cacophony of noise erupted from the casino, instantly creating a carnival-like atmosphere of frenzy.

Upon entering, one first encounters a corridor, with the casino's main hall located in the atrium below. Rows of gambling tables stand close together, each surrounded by excited gamblers.

The area against the wall was filled with various game consoles flashing lights, and the loud game sound effects mixed with people's shouts, creating an incredibly noisy and exciting frenzy.

The entire space is very high, with thousands of magnificent crystal chandeliers hanging down, and the bright golden light makes it feel like a summer dusk.

Standing in the corridor, Lin Mian almost forgot for a moment that it was night.

She looked down and saw only crowded figures and faces filled with excitement, anger, and greed.

The first floor is a lobby where anyone can play, while the second floor is a high-end VIP area.

He Duoye led Lin Mian around a corner and continued walking inside.

Occasionally, they would encounter waiters and a few customers on the street, almost all of whom were nervously and secretly observing the woman beside He Duoye.

Lin Mian could only try to ignore those gazes.

*

Box No. 1.

"I heard that Third Master He recently took in a woman, who is his first love from before," a woman with her hair tied up said softly.

She asked He Jingjun beside her, "Is it real or fake? It feels weird for us to say the word 'first love,' I've only ever heard it in TV dramas."

He Jingjun smiled politely, "I don't know much about Duoye's affairs, but he did have a girl with him... You'll see her tonight."

Tomorrow is Uncle Mei's birthday party, so he invited a few important friends tonight to have some casual fun at the casino.

The person chatting with He Jingjun was Wen Ya, the fiancée of the eldest son of the Aman family. Their wedding was just a few days away.

There was a female relative standing nearby, who curled her lip, her expression revealing disdain and skepticism: "What kind of men in this world are truly sincere? What first love? It's all just talk. If you actually keep her by your side, in less than two years, your first love will turn into a haggard old woman you can't stand to look at."

Men in this circle are all like this: once they have money and power, beautiful women are resources they can plunder and possess at will.

Once you're tired of this pretty one, you can easily find the next one.

She continued, "And I think Third Master He has a heartless appearance. This kind of man has no sincerity at all; his heart is full of his own desires."

Wen Ya retorted, "But didn't I hear that Third Master and that girl met when they were young? The love between young boys and girls is bound to be a little different, right?"

She looked at He Jingjun's reaction and spoke softly, as if she were just seeking agreement on a point of view: "Is that so?"

He Jingjun just smiled and didn't reply.

Wenya continued, seemingly oblivious to her own words, "It's definitely different, otherwise they wouldn't have brought it to show us tonight. The previous twins didn't get this treatment..."

"How different can it be? No matter how much you love someone, it can't last past the seven-year itch..." the woman said dismissively about love, as the door to the private room was pushed open.

The two main figures they were discussing arrived.

Wen Ya immediately looked up and saw the girl whose shoulder He Duoye had his arm around. She was slender and fair-skinned, with a small face the size of a palm. Her features were delicate and beautiful, especially her bright eyes.

As soon as He Duoye entered, the atmosphere in the private room fell silent for a moment, until Uncle Mei, the protagonist of the evening, stood up and spoke.

After exchanging pleasantries, Uncle Mei looked at Lin Mian beside him.

He smiled, but his face was too sinister, and the smile looked very malicious: "Nice to meet you, Miss Lin. I didn't expect you to look so young and beautiful."

Lin Mian paused for a moment, thinking that Uncle Mei had simply forgotten that he had seen her face, and replied, "Thank you for the compliment."

Uncle Mei laughed again: "Miss Lin, do you know how to play cards? Play a couple of rounds with us in a bit."

Lin Mian shook her head: "I don't know how, and I'm just unlucky; I always lose at cards."

It's true. Lin Mian always lost when playing cards since he was a child. Later, when he played mahjong, he relied entirely on his novice status to win occasionally, but he lost more often than not.

Later on, it became a situation where they could only lose and never win.

Unlike He Duoye, who has incredible luck and a sharp mind, he can calculate every card clearly.

"What does it matter?" someone chimed in, speaking with a strong local accent. "Isn't Master He here? I've heard he always wins at gambling. Why don't we see him tonight?"

Upon hearing this, those present exchanged glances with varying expressions.

They all knew to some extent that He Duoye was extremely lucky; he never lost, no matter what he gambled on. But he rarely went to the gambling table, saying he felt bad about winning money from the customers.

Because of the lessons learned from the devastating defeats suffered by those who came before, people don't usually go looking for a beating.

But tonight is different. He Duoye brought a woman with him, so his luck might not be so good.