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

Wen Ya looks gentle and mild-mannered, but she is very outgoing and seems completely unaware of awkwardness or unfamiliarity. She holds Lin Mian's arm and they talk the whole way.

She said she and her fiancé were childhood sweethearts and each other's first love. Although they broke up at one point, they eventually got married.

She said with a smile, "So I still believe in love, it's just that it's even rarer to find than a ruby."

She looked directly at Lin Mian, her voice soft and gentle: "I really envy you."

Lin Mian felt very uncomfortable, and her back felt a little cold. She said, "You don't need to envy me. My relationship with He Duoye wasn't love. I was a third wife."

Wenya smiled immediately.

Li Mingshao, who was leading the way, spoke up at this moment: "We've arrived at the private room, beautiful ladies, please."

He pushed open the door, revealing a spacious private room. Fruits, snacks, and drinks were already laid out on the coffee table. Li Mingshao called over a few hostesses to liven things up, and the atmosphere quickly became cheerful.

Wen Ya invited Lin Mian to sing together, but she politely declined.

Lin Mian finally breathed a sigh of relief after Wen Ya walked away with the microphone. For some reason, Wen Ya always gave her a creepy, ghostly feeling. Lin Mian felt nervous when Wen Ya looked at her, always worried that she would be stabbed in the heart by Wen Ya at any moment.

She picked up a glass of juice, wanting to drink it, but couldn't help staring suspiciously at the water inside.

Li Mingshao had been staying in the private room the whole time. Seeing this, he handed Lin Mian a tissue and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on things myself."

Lin Mian then took a sip of water.

She felt that accompanying He Duoye around outside today was more stressful than attending a dinner party with the homeroom teacher present.

Before she could catch her breath, Lin Mian suddenly felt like she was being watched.

It was a woman with permed hair, who looked to be in her thirties. When she saw Lin Mian notice her, she didn't try to hide it, but instead moved over with her wine glass.

She wasn't there for small talk; she was there to gossip with Lin Mian.

"Do you know about Wenya's fiancé?"

Lin Mian certainly didn't know, but gossip is human nature, and she couldn't help but show a curious look.

The curly-haired woman couldn't resist her gossipy nature: "She and her fiancé were indeed childhood sweethearts and had a great relationship, but they broke up after only a few years. Her fiancé was a womanizer, always looking for women, especially those with good figures, big breasts, big butts, and long legs."

As she spoke, she cast a disdainful glance at Wenya.

Wenya is very thin. Her figure is not bad, but she lacks the voluptuousness and sexiness of a voluptuous woman.

Wenya noticed their gazes, and she curled her red lips into a slight smile.

Lin Mian gave an awkward smile, and in the blink of an eye, she saw He Jingjun also silently sizing her up.

"..." This is such a complicated and dangerous private room.

The curly-haired woman continued, "Wenya loves her fiancé very much. Her fiancé likes sexy women, so she went around looking for them for him. As a result, her fiancé thought she was disgusting and even told her to get out in public."

"Originally, neither family intended to form a marriage alliance; it was Wenya who asked for it herself, but her fiancé just didn't want it. The more she offered, the less he wanted it... Hmph, men are just like that."

"Then, one day, her fiancé came home from a business dinner and found that his two favorite beauties had been brutally murdered, their faces peeled off and stuck to the coffee table... The floor of the house was covered in blood."

"After that, every woman her fiancé dated died. It's said that he was so scared that he almost developed stomach problems. He had no choice but to agree to marry Wenya in the end... So, there's no such thing as love."

Lin Mian agreed with the last sentence. She brought over a plate of watermelon and gave it to the curly-haired girl.

"Do you know anything about He Jingjun?" she asked in a low voice, her face furrowed. "I don't have a high status in the He family. He never tells me anything about his family. I have to find out for myself from all the rumors."

Unfortunately, He Jingjun doesn't live here often, so the curly-haired girl doesn't know much about her. Besides, He Jingjun is a strong woman, mature and composed in her dealings with others, and there's nothing to criticize about her.

"She had an older brother, the eldest son of the He family. He was a big shot, but unfortunately he died in an accident... but it wasn't exactly an accident, he was murdered."

In their pursuit of expansion, the He family offended many people, and the eldest young master of the He family was killed by an enemy. The man, carrying a bomb, jumped from the rooftop and landed directly on the roof of the eldest young master's car.

The car and its occupants were all blown to bits.

To avenge him, the He family arrested the entire family of his enemy and burned them alive.

"However, I heard that a few did run away," the curly-haired woman said. "But after so many years, even if they did, they've disappeared without a trace and dare not show their faces again..."

……

Lin Mian didn't stay in the private room for long. When it was almost time, she made an excuse to slip away.

Back in her suite upstairs, Lin Mian, utterly exhausted, collapsed onto the sofa. Today's gathering was more tiring than running 800 meters with her homeroom teacher.

Thinking about the even bigger banquet tomorrow, Lin Mian felt dizzy.

She really didn't want to get involved in these things, and she didn't know what He Duoye was trying to do, parading her around like this.

She won't stay here forever; she'll probably leave after a while.

Lin Mian's phone vibrated in her bag. She took it out and saw a WeChat message from He Duoye: "Back already?"

Lin Mian: "Mm."

"Don't take a shower yet, something's coming up."

Lin Mian: "..."

It wasn't over yet, so she couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything else?"

The cards have been played, the songs have been sung, isn't it time to end the party?

He Duoye didn't answer that question, but instead asked, "Are you hungry?"

Lin Mian hadn't felt anything before because she was on edge, but now that she'd relaxed, her hunger had returned.

He Duoye, for once, acted like a human being and arranged for his men to bring Lin Mian barbecue and drinks, which tasted pretty good.

Lin Mian hadn't eaten this kind of junk food in a long time, and the aroma made her head spin.

Having taken a nap in the afternoon, Lin Mian wasn't sleepy at the moment. After finishing her late-night snack, she crossed her legs and leaned back on the sofa to watch TV.

It was almost midnight when He Duoye finally returned. Lin Mian was already sleepy from waiting.

She rubbed her eyes, sat up, and stepped barefoot onto the carpet. "You're back. What else is there?"

He Duoye slowly walked towards her. He was backlit, and his figure was made even taller and more imposing by the blurred shadows, exuding a strong sense of oppression and intrusion.

Lin Mian's drowsy mind suddenly cleared up.

She sensed danger.

He Duoye stopped in front of Lin Mian. He seemed to have just taken a shower, and Lin Mian could smell the damp scent of his shower gel, but he also looked like he was drunk.

There was a touch of red under the outer corner of her eye.

He Duoye reached out, his rough, warm palm touching Lin Mian's face, stroking it gently. His tone carried a hint of amusement, his voice was hoarse and deep than usual, with a slightly bubbly quality.

"Do you know why I don't let you take a shower?"

He ran his fingers across Lin Mian's chin and lifted her face.

Under the warm light, her face was beautiful and pure, and her bright, clear eyes gazed at her.

"Because you look beautiful in this dress." He Duoye slowly leaned down, his arms braced against the sofa, and tightly encircled Lin Mian in his arms.

"I want you to wear this dress while I fuck you."