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

Lin Mian turned to look at her, and Wen Ya smiled. She restarted the car and said, "You're stronger than I thought."

Lin Mian was slender and looked small, fragile and harmless, but she was actually not weak at all.

"Because I've been working out a lot recently," Lin Mian said.

In fact, she has always been quite strong since she was a child, because she had to do most of the housework herself, and she had developed that strength long ago. She just looks weak.

The car continued driving forward.

With nothing much to do, Lin Mian carefully examined the contents of her backpack and then took out her phone to look at it.

The phone was already switched off, and Wenya told her not to turn it on for the time being, fearing that the number she was currently using could be tracked.

Lin Mian put her phone back in her bag, took out her waterproof watch, put it on, and glanced at the time. It was already afternoon.

The rain gradually subsided, but the road ahead became even more difficult to travel. Finally, while the car was going uphill, the wheels slipped, the car rolled backward, and crashed heavily into a tree.

The off-road vehicle's tough exterior was fine, but one of its wheels was completely stuck in rocks and mud, and couldn't be removed at all.

Wenya wasn't wearing a raincoat, and her hair was a little wet from the drizzle. She bent down to check the wheels, frowned, and said, "This is bad."

Lin Mian knew the situation was getting worse, but with the car stuck like this, it was impossible for the two of them to get it out on their own. They had to think of another way.

"How about we walk?" Lin Mian looked around. The trees weren't very dense, and there weren't many shrubs either. The rain had made the road wet, soft, and muddy, making it difficult to walk.

Wenya didn't make a decision immediately. She made a phone call first, said a few words, and then accepted Lin Mian's suggestion. The two of them walked forward.

Lin Mian didn't ask Wen Ya who she was talking to on the phone; she just carried a wood-chopping knife and walked at the front.

A few kilometers further on, they will be met by their escorts.

Wenya said that once she left the woods and got into the waiting car, she would be relaxed.

The road was really difficult to walk on, and they slipped several times, but luckily they both reacted quickly and were able to pull each other up in time.

Halfway through their journey, the two stopped to rest.

Lin Mian glanced at her watch. Unbeknownst to her, they had been walking for over an hour. The road was really difficult to walk on in the rain.

As she drank her water, Lin Mian seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. Uncertainly, she turned her head and looked down at the hillside they had just come down from.

The rain has stopped, and a thin mist has risen in the woods, with the trees growing intertwined, creating countless blurry shadows.

Lin Mian stared at the indistinct areas, a chill running down her spine. She had a feeling that someone was there.

"Sister Xiaoya, behind us..." Before she could finish speaking, the ground at Lin Mian's feet suddenly exploded, and the next instant, a delayed gunshot rang out, echoing deafeningly through the forest.

What just landed at Lin Mian's feet was a bullet.

Lin Mian and Wen Ya's expressions changed instantly.

The two exchanged a quick glance, then simultaneously turned and ran into the woods.

Wenya frowned. It seemed their luck was bad; they had been found. If the car hadn't gotten stuck in the mud, they would have been out of the woods by now.

When the two first started running, two shots were fired from behind, then the gunfire stopped, and the other side was probably sprinting after them.

Lin Mian didn't dare to stop and ran forward quickly, but she could feel that the people chasing them were getting closer and closer.

Sometimes she would turn around and, in a quick glance, seem to catch a glimpse of someone.

If this continues, they might get caught.

She asked Wenya, panting, "Should we split up and run?"

The other party's target is only Lin Mian; if they separate, Wen Ya will be safer.

Wen Ya replied, "My identity is special. Even if I'm captured with you, they won't dare to touch me. In that case, I might be able to protect you for a while."

Lin Mian then fell silent.

They continued running, and the rain, which had stopped, started again sometime later. The dull, muddy forest and the heavy rain reminded Lin Mian of the day she was abducted.

He was chased and forced to flee for his life in the same way.

This place is indeed dangerous.

After running across a flat area, Lin Mian saw a small hill ahead and her vision blurred. This kind of uphill climb was the most difficult, and it made her easy to be spotted. If someone shot her from behind, she could easily get hit.

Just as she was wondering whether to take a detour, a deafening gunshot suddenly rang out in front of her, the shockwave so strong that it startled several birds into flight.

Lin Mian's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but look up.

She recognized the gunshot sound; it was the same sound He Duoye used when he practiced with the sniper rifle in the woods during their hike.

Lin Mian stared intently upwards, while Wen Ya beside her seemed to sigh. She said, "Let's go, let's go up and meet up."

As they climbed the hillside, the loud gunshots rang out several more times. Lin Mian looked back and saw a man who had been shot rolling down a clearing in the distance.

After crossing the hillside, a few meters down, there was an open space with four black SUVs parked there, and several people dressed in black standing around it.

Lin Mian's gaze swept across the room, and most of the faces were familiar to her; they were He Duoye's subordinates.

But she did not see He Duoye.

After scanning the area, as if by some kind of telepathy, Lin Mian suddenly turned to look to the side.

He Duoye's tall figure strode out from the shadows of the trees, carrying a sniper rifle that was over a meter long in one hand. He walked quickly and steadily, his brows slightly furrowed, and he reached Lin Mian in just a few steps.

He grabbed Lin Mian by the back of the neck, pulled her into his arms, and his rapid breath fell on the top of her head. He said, "It's alright, you're okay."

Lin Mian grabbed the hem of his windbreaker, rested her forehead against his shoulder, and asked, "Have you sorted out the problem?"

He Duoye said, "It will be soon."

Lin Mian frowned. He Duoye was being stubborn, but he didn't seem to have any intention of solving the problem.

Won't it cause him more trouble if he comes to see her now?

"Which way do we go now?" Wen Ya suddenly spoke up from the side. "Miss He and Young Master He's men must be on their way right now."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but look up at He Duoye.

He shouldn't have come.

Concern leads to confusion; his arrival will only draw the attention of others.

He cared too much about Lin Mian's safety, so much so that he directly revealed his fear that something might happen to Lin Mian. But the more afraid he was, the more others would focus their attention on his fear.

He Duoye gestured with his chin towards the four cars next to him.

"We'll be going in four different directions later."

Wenya understood; this was a gamble.

The number of pursuers was limited; they either had to split up or choose a direction. He Duoye was betting they wouldn't choose his and Lin Mian's car.

Wen Ya nodded. She chose a car, and before getting in, she looked at Lin Mian and He Duoye holding hands and impulsively said, "Call me if you need anything. I can ask my grandfather for help."

He Duoye waved his hand to thank him and then put Lin Mian into the passenger seat.

He then got into the car by himself.

The four cars quickly started and left in four different directions.

The mountain road through the forest was difficult to navigate. He Duoye gripped the steering wheel and carefully watched the road ahead. Just as he entered a flat section of the road, Lin Mian suddenly reached out and reached towards his abdomen.

He Duoye grabbed her wrist, paused, and raised an eyebrow: "Are you running for your life, baby? Now is not the time to flirt with me."

Lin Mian didn't engage in banter with him. She asked calmly, "He Duoye, are you injured?"