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

The icy liquid flowed into her body, and Lin Mian's body quickly went limp, causing her to collapse uncontrollably onto the bed. She clenched her fingers tightly to prevent the key in her palm from falling out.

Her consciousness quickly became hazy, and she tried hard not to fall asleep, but she only lasted for two seconds before her consciousness completely disappeared into darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Mian felt an uncomfortable jolting sensation, especially in her lower abdomen, where it felt very uncomfortable.

Blood rushed to her brain, and she felt weak and dizzy. Several seconds later, Lin Mian realized that she was being carried on someone's shoulder.

No wonder I feel so uncomfortable.

Her eyelids were heavy, but she could barely open them. She vaguely saw something familiar: the elevator of the Oman Hotel.

It turns out she was only just being led out of the room.

"Father has already arranged a private jet. We'll go directly to the city center airport and arrive around midnight." It was He Jingjun's voice. "Have you thought about how to explain this to Father?"

He Zhengchuan rubbed his throbbing head. After being tricked by He Duoye, he drank some wine in frustration. He didn't intend to get drunk; he just wanted to calm down, so he drank a couple more sips than he intended.

In his drunken stupor, he inadvertently forced himself on a woman, only to later discover that she was from the Omani family, albeit a remote branch.

He had caused a huge mess, and things had gotten very serious; the Omani family almost turned against each other. Finally, his father intervened and made a phone call, managing to calm things down.

Because of this unexpected event, they didn't leave the Oman hotel until evening.

"I don't remember." He Zhengchuan rubbed his forehead, extremely irritated. "I drank a lot..."

He had such a bad memory that he couldn't recall anything, but he forgot whether he had eaten anything else to liven things up after drinking.

After his body was completely drained, he often took drugs after drinking and then hung out with other people; it had become a habit.

The elevator doors opened.

As He Jingjun walked out in her high heels, her tone was calm yet somewhat cold: "Then think about it again when you're sober."

He Zhengchuan cursed and chased after them.

Lin Mian was carried by the scarred man, walking unhurriedly at the back. Lin Mian opened her eyes a crack and secretly looked around.

The wedding was over, and the hotel lobby was empty except for the bright lights.

After passing through the lobby, the scarred man walked to the parking lot, which was also much emptier now. He Zhengchuan stood in front of the car and ordered He Jingjun, "Stop talking nonsense. You have to cover for me. Just say that it was that bastard He Duoye who drugged me..."

He Jingjun had to raise her voice: "He Duoye went straight to the gold mine with his men half an hour after the deal was finalized. He and his entourage were all out of the hotel. How can you frame him like this?"

He Zhengchuan said, "I don't care, you think of something."

He Jingjun didn't want to talk anymore. She opened the car door and got in.

The scarred man then appeared carrying Lin Mian, shoved her into the back seat, and placed her next to He Jingjun. Lin Mian pretended to be asleep, her body limp, and she slumped to the side.

"Fasten her seatbelt," He Jingjun said.

The scarred man silently secured Lin Mian with the seatbelt.

The car still hadn't left because He Zhengchuan was outside talking to Uncle Kangnuo and Uncle Jixiang. When Lin Mian heard Uncle Jixiang's voice, she almost couldn't help but open her eyes to see what was going on.

He Duoye is gone, so why is Uncle Jixiang still here?

He Jingjun was then called out of the car. The group discussed outside the car how to explain to their father the trouble He Zhengchuan had caused, and they also mentioned He Duoye's name.

Lin Mian couldn't hear clearly through the car door, nor did she care to listen. She seized the opportunity and quickly used the key in her palm to unlock the handcuffs.

She had been gripping the key for too long, and her fingers were stiff and numb, greatly slowing down her unlocking speed. She was anxious, sweat beaded on her forehead, and she almost dropped the key.

Lin Mian closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled.

She calmed herself down, gripped the key firmly, listened to the voices outside, and tried to unlock the door again. This time it went much more smoothly; the key successfully entered the lock, and with a gentle twist, the handcuffs clicked open.

Lin Mian immediately stopped and let the handcuffs remain on her wrists.

The car door opened again, and He Zhengchuan, having finished his conversation, plopped down in the passenger seat. He Jingjun then got in and sat next to Lin Mian. The driver started the engine, and the four cars drove out of the parking lot in turn.

The atmosphere inside the car was deathly silent; it seemed that He Jingjun and He Zhengchuan's relationship had deteriorated even further than before.

It was completely dark when the intermittent streetlights swept across Lin Mian's face. She tilted her head, as if asleep, and slowly leaned against the car window.

After waiting a while, she dared to open her eyes a crack and look out the car window.

It's not too late yet; the shops on both sides of the street are open, and there are many stalls. There are many pedestrians, and the road is a bit congested. Amidst the stop-and-go traffic, there are constant honking horns urging people on.

Finally, the road ahead was completely blocked by an overturned tricycle. The owner quickly got out of his vehicle and frantically tried to right the tricycle.

Lin Mian opened one eye and looked closely, immediately realizing with astonishment that this was the place Mei Li had told her about the embassy's location. If she looked up now, she could see the embassy's rooftop behind the slums.

As her heart began to race, a bold and adventurous idea popped into Lin Mian's mind.

Before anyone noticed that she had unlocked her handcuffs, she got out of the car and ran as fast as she could.

She twitched her fingers slightly, touching the edge of the loosened handcuffs.

"Click." The sound of a lighter rang out, and He Zhengchuan lit a cigarette, the smoke quickly spreading out.

He Jingjun frowned and said, "Can you get out of the car to smoke?"

He Zhengchuan was arrogant and irritating: "No, if you don't like it, then get a different car."

He Jingjun said, "If you still want me to help you deal with your stupid things, then don't talk to me like that."

He Zhengchuan scoffed, turned his head, and deliberately blew a disgusting puff of smoke at He Jingjun.

"Fine, I won't talk to you like that. After all, you're the older sister, and I'm not going to talk to you like that..."

"Bang!!" The sound of a gunshot and shattering glass suddenly rang out, violently and abruptly interrupting the argument.

He Zhengchuan's expression changed drastically, and the next moment, a spurt of blood sprayed onto his face.

The driver was shot in the head.

While the siblings were arguing, a motorcycle stopped next to the driver's seat. The driver, dressed in black, pulled out a gun and fired a single bullet, accurately ending the driver's life.

The gun barrel moved and then aimed at He Zhengchuan.

"Bang!" The second gunshot rang out, like a thunderclap that woke everyone up. He Jingjun quickly lay down and hid under the car seat.

Lin Mian quickly pried open the handcuffs, unbuckled the seatbelt, pushed open the car door without hesitation, and ran forward.

Gunfire plunged the streets into chaos.

Not only He Zhengchuan's car, but also the three cars in front and behind it were attacked. Gunshots rang out one after another, car horns blared sharply, and pedestrians screamed in panic as they ran away in all directions.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Lin Mian blended into the crowd and ran towards the slums.

Gunshots and shouts continued behind her. She vaguely heard someone yelling, "They've escaped!" But Lin Mian didn't dare turn around and just ran forward desperately.

She finally emerged from the bustling streets and was about to rush into the slums when, in the darkness, an arm suddenly reached out and grabbed her forcefully.