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

"You called me a pig?" He Zhengchuan almost jumped up, but was held down forcefully by Uncle Kang Nuo.

He looked at He Zhengchuan warningly and asked, "Are you trying to disappoint your father again?"

He Zhengchuan fell silent instantly, his expression one of resentment, as he reluctantly endured it.

He Jingjun spoke up in time, bringing the conversation back to the main topic: "Father is going to hand over full responsibility for the gold mine that my elder brother used to manage to you, and officially let you take over my elder brother's position."

This is tantamount to telling He Duoye that he is about to replace the eldest young master and become the next heir of the He family.

He Zhengchuan had no prior knowledge of this matter, and the next second he exploded, shoving Uncle Kang Nuo aside and questioning He Jingjun: "What do you mean? When did Father ever say such a thing? How come I didn't know?"

He Jingjun said coldly, "Father didn't want me to tell you because he knows you can never be relied on. You will never be like my older brother or Duo Ye, calmly and steadily solving problems. You will only act like a spoiled child, yelling and venting your temper."

These were He Jingjun's true feelings; her father had never said them aloud, only hinting that she should add the stakes of becoming heir. But at this moment, these words criticizing He Zhengchuan seemed perfectly natural.

Uncle Kang Nuo glanced at He Jingjun and said in cooperation, "Your father did this in the hope that you can learn to calm down. If you act up again today, he won't give you a second chance."

He Zhengchuan kicked the coffee table violently, glaring at He Duoye, then glanced at Lin Mian, whom he was protecting behind him, and said through gritted teeth, "Fine, I'll put up with it."

He sat down again by himself.

He Jingjun continued, "However, there are conditions to giving you the gold mine."

She looked at He Duoye, waiting for him to ask about the terms.

He Duoye rested his hand on the armrest, still looking nonchalant and indifferent: "Then let me tell you my conditions first."

Neither He Jingjun nor Uncle Kang Nuo were surprised by this statement. Following the rules would not be He Duoye. He is the kind of person who does things unpredictably and is extremely greedy and arrogant.

Uncle Kang Nuo took over the conversation. He seemed to have forgotten his resentment at He Duoye for smashing the antiques, and remained as refined and calm as ever.

"you say."

He Duoye said, "I want the smuggling line that my father has."

The He family initially made their fortune through this smuggling route, which continues to generate enormous profits through shady means. Even with the eldest son of the He family still alive, the father has not relinquished control of this operation.

Therefore, He Duoye's condition is even more outrageous than pushing his luck; it's an arrogant exorbitant demand.

Uncle Connor said, "Your father won't agree."

"Then there's no point in discussing anything." He Duoye stood up, took Lin Mian's hand, and was about to leave.

Uncle Kang Nuo raised his voice: "Third Young Master, your father truly loves you. Everything he does is for your sake and for the good of the He family. Now that your father has made such a big concession, you should understand him, instead of continuing to rebel."

He looked directly into He Duoye's eyes and warned, "His patience is limited. Do you really want to continue like this and make him angry?"

He Duoye lowered his eyelids, looking indifferent: "Otherwise, what, is he going to kill me?"

He Zhengchuan suddenly chuckled and blurted out, "He'll kill your first love who's next to you."

He Duoye's face instantly went expressionless.

He Zhengchuan finally turned the tables, forgetting his earlier warning. He said impatiently, "Right now, a sniper is aiming at your first love's head. You either agree to my terms today, or you'll be collecting her corpse."

He Duoye looked at He Zhengchuan expressionlessly.

He Zhengchuan, on the contrary, became even more smug and arrogant. He raised his chin and sneered, "From beginning to end, we never intended to give you the right to choose, understand?"

He Jingjun had to add from the side, "Father entrusted the gold mine to you on the condition that Miss Lin come with us and live with Father. If you agree, the gold mine is yours; if not…"

"Okay, I agree." He Duoye interrupted He Jingjun and agreed directly.

Lin Mian was taken aback and looked up at He Duoye, but He Duoye did not look into her eyes.

He avoided eye contact, grabbed Lin Mian's fingers, and forcefully pulled her forward, shoving her directly in front of the He family.

"I agree to let her go with you." He Duoye smiled, his gaze slowly sweeping over the three members of the He family's utterly astonished faces. His tone turned icy in an instant. "But you have to take good care of her for me. If I find out she's missing a single hair, I'll chop you all up and feed you to the dogs."

Everyone was stunned, including Lin Mian.

She looked at He Duoye suspiciously, hoping to see if it was a joke or a hint within his plan, but He Duoye still did not give any response.

"There aren't any other conditions, are there? But even if there were, I wouldn't agree. I'll just pretend there aren't any." He Duoye brushed the dust off his shoulder. "I'll go to the gold mine now to check on the situation. Contact me again when you get to Father's side."

He finally looked at Lin Mian, smiled, and said, "Baby, I'll video call you later."

He Duoye turned and left, leaving everyone caught off guard.

There was no tug-of-war, no threats, no warnings, not even gunfire. It was as if... He Duoye had been waiting with a smile for them to offer generous terms.

A sense of frustration and fear, as if she had been outmaneuvered, made He Jingjun's face turn pale.

Lin Mian stood in the middle of the living room, looking at the three silent members of the He family. She moved her feet and backed away.

After a period of immense bewilderment, confusion, and anger, Lin Mian began to feel fortunate that she had brought the miniature pistol and was still wearing the assassination ring on her middle finger.

Lin Mian told herself not to think about too many random things at this moment, and just to think about how to get out of here.

If she really leaves with the He family, she probably will never be able to go home again.

"Miss Lin." Wen Ya, who had been watching the whole thing quietly like an invisible person, walked over and took Lin Mian's hand. "Don't wander off. Have you forgotten what they just said? There's a dangerous sniper aiming at you."

Lin Mian couldn't help but turn her head to look at the floor-to-ceiling window, and gunfight scenes from movies flashed through her mind.

isn't it...

How did things suddenly become so melodramatic and surreal?

Lin Mian immediately moved her feet, finding herself in a blind spot, but this time she was further away from the door.

Wenya spoke again, her face full of gentle smiles: "Didn't the business deal go smoothly? Why are you all like this? Cheer up, everyone."

He Jingjun regained her composure and said calmly, "Yes, thank you, Miss Wen, for acting as a middleman. Next, we would like to speak with Miss Lin privately."

"You're welcome. I'll be leaving now." Wenya agreed, but after taking a couple of steps, she stopped. "Ah, I have something here that you might find useful."

She took a handcuff out of her handbag and placed it on the coffee table.

"Cuff her, so she doesn't escape." Wen Ya looked at Lin Mian and smiled gently. "She's worth a gold mine."