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

The seven-day holiday has come to an end in the blink of an eye.

On the last day, Lin Mian and He Duoye did not go to the woods. Just like on the first day, they slept until noon and then sat by the pond in the afternoon, enjoying the breeze and watching the water surface shimmering in the sunlight.

However, the good weather only lasted until mid-afternoon, when dark clouds suddenly rolled in and a heavy rain came without warning.

The small white house, with only one floor, was hit by a downpour of rain. The sound of the rain was dense and clear, like relaxing white noise.

The rain fell on and off all night.

The next day, Lin Mian was awakened by the sound of voices outside. She lay on her pillow, opened her eyes wearily, and found that He Duoye was no longer by the bedside.

The voices outside the window were faint. After listening for a few seconds, Lin Mian belatedly realized that it was Li Mingshao speaking.

She struggled to get out of bed, her body aching.

It rained yesterday. She and He Duoye were watching a movie together, but somehow they ended up rolling around together. The rain fell on and off all night, and she listened to the rain all night long.

Right now, I feel so drained that I feel like I'm floating when I walk.

The talking stopped, and He Duoye pushed open the door and walked in. Lin Mian had just sat down on the edge of the bed when she asked him, "Has Li Mingshao arrived?"

"Um."

He Duoye picked up Lin Mian and changed her clothes.

"We're setting off today to go to my father's house."

Lin Mian was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Today?"

He's father's birthday is on the 30th of this month, but today is only the 22nd.

He Duoye casually said, "Let's go ahead and I'll show you around the neighborhood while we're there."

Lin Mian didn't speak. She looked at He Duoye, wondering if there would be any danger, but after thinking about it carefully, she knew there would definitely be danger.

He Duoye couldn't possibly leave her alone in the He family's old house. If she went back this time, there would definitely be chaos.

Most importantly, Lin Mian remembered that He Duoye had promised her and her uncle that he would send her home at the end of the month. Even if it wasn't the end of the month, it would be within the next few months.

Lin Mian looked around the house again, feeling a little reluctant to leave this little white vacation home.

It was almost noon, and the group ate lunch together in the small wooden house across the street. It was a very lavish meal prepared by Meizhu.

After dinner, Lin Mian went back to the small white house to pack her things.

Actually, she didn't have much luggage. Most of the items in the house had been prepared in advance by the housekeeper and servants. Lin Mian's suitcase hadn't been opened much. She opened the wardrobe and looked at the clothes inside; most of them were still new.

"Maybe we'll come back later," He Duoye suddenly said.

Lin Mian nodded: "I'll leave the clothes inside here."

He Duoye nodded.

Before leaving the little white house, Lin Mian glanced back. The vase on the living room table still held the fresh flowers she'd taken from the trunk. They had a long blooming period, and each flower was fully open, revealing its stamen.

It might start to wither tomorrow.

Lin Mian closed the door, and a slight vibration was heard as a few petals fell from the flower.

*

The He family lives in the remote city of Baimian, which takes a whole day to drive there.

This time when He Duoye returned to the He family, he only brought Li Mingshao with him, while the Mei Zhu sisters stayed behind. The trip was not in a hurry; they traveled slowly, stopping along the way, like tourists.

It was already evening of the second day when we arrived at the checkpoint in Baimian City.

As dusk fell and the light was dim, the windows and open doors of the checkpoint were brightly lit, making it look like a monster with its mouth agape at first glance.

Several figures were standing at the entrance, and a few cars were parked on the roadside.

As soon as He Duoye and his group arrived, a figure quickly walked over. The leader was a man in his thirties with a businessman-style slicked-back hairstyle, wearing a shirt and vest, and a very warm smile.

Even before the car window was rolled down or he could see the people inside, he was already waving and greeting them.

He stood by the car, waiting for He Duoye to lower the window, and immediately said, "Third Young Master, you're finally back! The Master has been thinking about you and looking forward to your wedding every day. His hair has turned white from worrying so much."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Lin Mian.

He had already seen the photo before and knew what his first love looked like, but when he saw her in person, he was still stunned. She was still the same person in the photo, with a beautiful and clean face and features, but the liveliness in her eyes and brows was something that couldn't be seen in the photo.

"This must be Miss Lin." He smiled warmly. "I've heard so much about you and our Third Young Master, and I've always wanted to meet you. To be able to bring our Third Young Master down from his pedestal, you must be a very special person."

He Duoye interrupted him impatiently: "Shut up, lead the way to the hotel."

Logically, now that He Duoye has returned, he should go back to the old house. From the moment they learned that He Duoye had set off, He's father had someone prepare a house for the two of them to stay in.

But when He Duoye suggested going to a hotel, the man reacted quickly, showing no sign of surprise, and said with a smile, "Okay, to the hotel, I'll lead the way."

The man who came to meet them was one of He's father's trusted confidants, named Su Yan. His personality was somewhat similar to Li Mingshao's, but he was more slick and experienced. Nine and a half out of ten of his sentences were empty flattery.

Su Yan quickly booked a hotel and arranged dinner on the way.

During the meal, Su Yan kept initiating conversations, joking around, and teasing Li Ming. As he spoke, he didn't forget to refill Lin Mian and He Duoye's glasses with water.

"Young Master, your return was quite sudden. Second Miss and Fourth Young Master are still busy outside," Su Yan said. "Master also lamented that throughout the year, the time the family spends eating together at the same table can be counted on one hand. Although we are a family, we are always separated and estranged. Sigh."

He sighed, his gaze sweeping across He Duoye's face without making a sound.

"Last time, the Fourth Young Master got into trouble in Oman City. He was kidnapped and almost died in the pigsty. We finally found him, but..." He sighed again, looking at He Duoye and Lin Mian, "He got into trouble again a few days ago. He was tricked in a KTV and got addicted to something."

He Duoye chuckled upon hearing this, immediately contradicting himself: "You guys don't think I did it, do you?"

Su Yan immediately became serious: "How could it be you? The Fourth Young Master had an accident in the capital. I heard you and Miss Lin were on vacation those days."

He Duoye smirked, his arrogance evident in his voice: "Yes, if it were me, I would have killed him inside, as a sacrifice for my wedding."

Su Yan's expression stiffened for a moment, then she quickly smiled and said, "Please don't say that. The master's greatest wish is for your family to live together in harmony. The master has already lost his eldest son, and if he loses another child, I'm really worried that his body won't be able to take it."

He Duoye said, "Then you should take him to the hospital for check-ups more often, especially these next few days, just in case something bad happens."

He looked at Su Yan, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes arrogant and wicked.

"I'm back this time to properly take care of him. How can I show him any filial piety if he gets sick?"