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

The He family built a tourist resort on their own mountain. Business was lukewarm, but the scenery was very beautiful.

Below the mountain are vast, lush, and neat fields, with blue skies, white clouds, and groves of green trees. Everywhere you look out the window, you see breathtaking pastoral scenery.

The He family's birthday banquet was held in the resort area. Since guests were staying overnight, each guest was provided with a stilted house to rest in. Because it's a tourist destination, the layout of the stilted houses is like a guesthouse—refined yet simple, perfect for taking photos.

Lin Mian walked around the stilted house, then opened the window and looked out at the fields and forests. Suddenly, she had the illusion of being on vacation.

It really did feel like a vacation. The He family arranged many activities that resembled a tour. Of course, the He family's real purpose wasn't tourism; they wanted to sell their businesses for a better price.

The scenery on the mountain was especially beautiful in the evening. Lin Mian returned to the stilted house alone and lay on the deck chair playing on her phone.

She hadn't planned to go out that evening, but Madam He sent someone to invite her to play mahjong, and unable to refuse, Lin Mian had no choice but to go downstairs.

As soon as she came out, Wenya from the stilted house next door also came out.

"Want to play mahjong? Take me with you, I'm bored too."

Mrs. He immediately smiled and said, "I was just about to call you. With you, we'll have enough for another table."

The mahjong game was being played in another stilted building. There were already two tables occupied, and Lin Mian and her group were at the third table, where He Jingjun was sitting.

Seeing Lin Mian, she stubbed out her cigarette and said with a smile, "Good evening, sister-in-law. Do you like the gift Father gave you?"

Last night, after Lin Mian returned to the hotel, she opened the package and found a super thick gold bracelet inside. It was estimated to weigh about a pound and was so heavy that it could be used as a weapon.

Lin Mian said, "I like it, it's very valuable."

He Jingjun laughed: "Father has always been very generous to his own family."

Mrs. He invited them to sit down at the table and start playing mahjong.

Lin Mian's skills were not good and her luck was average, but she didn't want to lose too much money, so she played each card very seriously. Unexpectedly, her luck was quite good, and she won several hands in a row.

After winning another hand, Lin Mian looked at the pairs she had melded, the kongs she had made, and her final winning hand. Suddenly, she realized that she seemed to have been fed the cards the whole time.

Not only Wenya and Madam He, but He Jingjun on the opposite side also kept feeding her tiles. She kept winning, and didn't miss a single opportunity to win.

"..."

Lin Mian was getting restless. Was there some kind of trap behind all this kindness?

She took out her phone to check the time, and it was then that she realized there was no cell phone signal in the house and she couldn't receive any messages.

Worried that something might happen, Lin Mian made an excuse to leave.

"I'm going to the restroom."

Madam He immediately said, "I'll take you there; I'm afraid you won't know the way."

"I know them. The layout of the houses here is pretty much the same, so you don't need to bother," Lin Mian refused.

She went to the second-floor bathroom, took out her phone, and held it up to the window to get a signal. To her surprise, it worked; she got a weak signal.

Lin Mian refreshed her messages and saw that they were all push notifications; neither He Duoye nor Li Mingshao had sent her any messages.

It seems she was overthinking it.

Lin Mian sent He Duoye a message, telling him about how she was fed cards by three families while playing mahjong that night.

Not receiving an immediate reply, Lin Mian put away her phone and went downstairs to continue playing mahjong.

The game went on until after 11 p.m. Mahjong is a mentally taxing activity, and Lin Mian started to drift off halfway through. She suggested ending the game, but Madam He persuaded her to stay. After a break and some fruit, they continued playing.

Lin Mian glanced at her phone and decided to leave at midnight, which was about ten minutes away.

Just then, a man suddenly entered the lively living room; it was Man Niu, who was covered in sweat.

The room quieted down a bit as soon as he rushed in.

The bull searched for houses along the way.

Lin Mian had her back to the door, but when she turned around and saw him, a bad feeling immediately welled up in her heart.

"Miss Lin, come with me quickly." He reached out and grabbed Lin Mian's arm anxiously.

Madam He reached out to stop her, looking anxious and bewildered: "What's wrong? What happened?"

The bull didn't answer her, but pushed Lady He's hand away and walked out with Lin Mian.

Madam He wasn't angry. She exclaimed "Oh dear!" and said to those around her, "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? Don't you know what happened?"

The people around her didn't know what was going on either, so naturally they couldn't answer her.

Madam He turned around, looked at Wen Ya and He Jingjun, and asked, "Shall we find someone else and continue fighting?"

Wenya sorted through the cards in her hand. In order to feed Linmian the cards, she often broke up her own cards, but this hand was a rare good hand.

"Sure." Wen Ya, holding her cards, looked at He Jingjun. "Would the Second Miss like to play a couple of rounds?"

He Jingjun lit a cigarette, glancing down at the time on her watch. She exhaled a puff of white smoke and smiled, "Okay."

*

Stepping out of the stilted house where they played mahjong, Lin Mian immediately asked Man Niu, "Did something happen?"

Bull nodded, his voice serious and low: "The boss has been poisoned."

Lin Mian's heart skipped a beat. The first thing that came to her mind was an addictive drug. For a moment, she even felt a little dizzy, lost her footing, tripped over a stone, and almost fell.

The bull caught her just in time.

"What is it?" Lin Mian asked immediately.

Without saying it explicitly, Man Niu helped Lin Mian up and walked quickly forward, saying, "You'll know when you get back."

The resort area is very large, with winding paths that make a journey of a few minutes feel like an eternity.

When Lin Mian saw the stilted house where they lived, his back and forehead were covered in sweat.

She pushed open the door and went inside. The lights were off, and it was pitch black. Lin Mian didn't bother looking for the switch; she called out He Duoye's name.

No response.

The faint sound of running water from a shower could be heard upstairs. Lin Mian hurried upstairs, using the dim light of a street lamp as a guide.

Because of the poor lighting, she carefully looked at the steps and unexpectedly saw a strange mark.

The droplets, like water dripping from a height, spread from the dimly lit living room to the stairs, and then disappeared around the corner on the second floor.

It was pitch black all around, and the marks were also black, but Lin Mian still recognized them as bloodstains.