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

Perhaps because she had already visited the mall once, Lin Mian suddenly felt it wasn't very interesting to go a second time.

However, the bright lights and warm color scheme of the mall completely dispelled the suffocating atmosphere of the underground boxing ring, and her tone unconsciously relaxed as she asked Wenya, "Is there anything you want to buy?"

Wenya countered with, "And you?"

Lin Mian didn't have anything she wanted to buy at this point, so she shook her head.

"Then let's buy some baby supplies," Wenya said.

Lin Mian glanced at her lower abdomen subconsciously, and Wen Ya smiled and said, "I'm not pregnant yet. It's for my sister-in-law. She's being pressured to have a baby, and I think she should be pregnant soon."

As the two walked towards the second floor of the mall, Wen Ya suddenly changed the subject and asked Lin Mian, "Will you want children in the future?"

Lin Mian shook her head: "I haven't thought about it."

She felt that having a child was a somewhat terrifying thing, both for her health and for her future; just thinking about it put a lot of pressure on her. As for He Duoye, Lin Mian felt that he was even less willing to have children; he even looked down on cute babies he encountered on the street.

"I see..." Wenya picked up a small baby bodysuit. "I heard that He Zhengchuan has been trying to have a baby lately."

Lin Mian immediately thought of the He family's "infertility" and asked, "Is it He Zhengchuan's father pressuring him to have a child?"

Wen Ya laughed: "Grandpa He is seventy years old. Even if he holds his grandson today, once the grandson grows up, even if he lives a long life, he won't be far from being a centenarian."

She changed into a baby outfit and looked at Lin Mian, asking, "Do you think he's pressuring us to have a child because he really wants a grandson?"

Lin Mian instantly understood that what He's father wanted was not the bloodline to be passed down, but a weakness that he could control.

He Zhengchuan is outwardly strong but inwardly weak; there's no need to manipulate him. The one who really needs to be forced into marriage is more likely to be He Duoye.

Lin Mian immediately became alert. She was worried when she looked up and suddenly saw He Jingjun through the glass, which startled her so much that her eyes widened.

She grabbed Wenya's arm and defensively pulled her back.

Wen Ya glanced at Lin Mian holding her hand, then slowly looked at He Jingjun who was walking over. She remained as calm as ever: "Don't be afraid, there are two of us. We won't lose even if we fight."

Lin Mian thought about it and realized it made sense. Besides, she had brought a gun with her. She had been training hard recently, and her arms were much stronger than before.

She calmed down and waited for He Jingjun to approach before Lin Mian spoke first: "Jingjun, what a coincidence, what are you doing here?"

Unlike before, He Jingjun didn't greet Wen Ya with the same warm and friendly demeanor as a family member. Her gaze swept coldly over Wen Ya, and only when she looked at Lin Mian did a polite and gentle smile appear on her face.

"My father asked me to bring you a gift. He wanted to see you at the Oman Hotel last time, but he didn't have the chance." She handed over a paper bag.

"It's your father's birthday next month, and he's really looking forward to seeing you."

Lin Mian was slightly taken aback. He Jingjun didn't miss her expression and said with a smile, "Hasn't Duoye told you yet? He has already promised Father that he will take you back to get married next month. Father is already preparing for your wedding."

Lin Mian: "..."

She said directly, "He Duoye definitely didn't tell me about this... and he didn't mention the pressure to have children either, Jingjun, did you know that?"

He Jingjun glanced at Wen Ya before saying, "Father is urging us to have children."

Lin Mian asked, "So, do you plan to have children?"

"..."

Lin Mian then asked, "I heard He Zhengchuan is trying, has he gotten someone pregnant?"

He Jingjun suddenly laughed: "When you don't want to answer other people's questions, you'll desperately ask them questions."

Lin Mian feigned ignorance: "I'm just curious."

He Jingjun said, "I just came to give you a gift. It's getting late, I'll go back to the hotel now."

After He Jingjun walked away, Wen Ya laughed again. She looked at the absent-minded Lin Mian, curled her red lips, and said softly, "You are more interesting than I imagined."

Lin Mian was thinking about He Duoye's intention to take her back to the He family, so she didn't hear clearly, and Wen Ya didn't repeat it a second time.

After shopping at the maternity and baby store, Wen Ya went to pay the bill, while Lin Mian texted He Duoye from behind, saying that she had run into He Jingjun.

He Duoye replied quickly: "Ignore her."

Lin Mian thought for a moment and didn't mention returning to the He family. She believed that He Duoye must have his own plans and arrangements, and she just needed to cooperate.

Now, she felt there was another urgent matter to attend to.

She asked, "How much longer until you're done?"

"Are you bored or something?"

Lin Mian: I'll tell you when we meet.

Not long after, He Duoye arrived at the mall. At that time, Lin Mian and Wen Ya were in a boutique. She was helping Wen Ya pick out a hair clip. She handed over a light blue hair clip, but He Duoye snatched it away halfway through.

He grabbed Lin Mian's wrist, pulled her close, and looked her up and down to confirm. He took the hairpin from Lin Mian's hand, glanced at it, and threw it back.

"Why bother picking out so many things for her?" He Duoye said disdainfully. "Just grab any one; she'll say it looks good anyway."

Lin Mian: "..."

She had already picked out several before, and Wenya had indeed said they were all beautiful, but it turns out she was just being perfunctory.

Wenya retorted, "That's because the hair clip Miss Lin chose is indeed very beautiful."

He Duoye was too lazy to be hypocritical with her. Seeing that Lin Mian had a few small items in her basket, he led her to pay the bill.

As I came out of the mall, three cars were already parked on the side of the road.

Wenya's husband, Toka, was standing in front of the car. As soon as he saw Wenya, his expression tightened instinctively. Wenya was in a good mood, and she took his arm to show him the contents of the paper bag.

"Honey, I just bought a plush toy." She took out the pink bunny. "Isn't it cute?"

Toka's expression hardened further. In his eyes, this ruthless, venomous woman had absolutely nothing to do with a fluffy rabbit. And Wenya was indeed someone who had disliked fluffy things since childhood.

Even during the height of their romance, when she would act like a shy young girl, she showed absolutely no interest in furry things.

Now, she's holding a pink rabbit and asking him if it's cute. Toka doesn't find it cute; he only finds it terrifying.

Looking into her husband's fearful eyes, Wenya suddenly lost interest.

She didn't like that look; she preferred the look her husband used to give her, one full of affection, trust, and relaxation.

She hadn't seen that look in her eyes for a very, very long time.

As Wenya touched the rabbit's dark, bright eyes, she couldn't help but think of Lin Mian and the way she looked at He Duoye.

Unfortunately, those eyes didn't belong to her.

*

The group got into their respective cars. Lin Mian and He Duoye were in one car, while Li Mingshao and two of his men were in another car, following behind them.

Lin Mian told him about He's father's pressure to have a child.

He Duoye didn't care at all, and his line was the same: "Don't worry about him."

Lin Mian sat up straight: "We can't ignore this. What if he secretly sends someone to dig a hole in our area?"

He Duoye laughed when he heard this.

Lin Mian grabbed his arm: "Don't laugh, I'm serious. There are so many people in the manor, what if there are still his people there?"

He Duoye smiled and said, "Hmm, that makes sense. So what?"

Lin Mian said, "If you drive to the pharmacy now, we'll have to buy these things ourselves from now on."

He Duoye was still laughing, laughing so hard that he almost veered off course.

Lin Mian: "..."

I really want to kick him.