Saving the Second Male Lead: What to Do When You Enter a Domineering Boss's Novel

When Nangong Xianyue heard this, he looked at her dimly, "I think I know why they suddenly appeared again."

Qiao Yisha had a bad feeling: "...What?"

"Your bombing of the Bloody Society not only allowed me to find you, but also alerted them. They didn't take any action before because they thought they had succeeded that time."

Qiao Yisha laughed dryly, "Maybe... maybe."

Nangong Xianyue always felt resentful for the great sacrifice she made for Zhu Qingsi.

"It is not advisable to stay here for long. My people are already investigating. If it has nothing to do with Hell City, I will take you back to Dongzhou."

Qiao Yisha nodded. "By the way, didn't you say you had something to deal with here? What was it? Have you solved it?"

"Well, it's okay."

The main purpose of his visit this time was to bring back Joysa and to find the "fortune teller" mentioned in Joysa's diary.

Now that Qiaosha is back, even though she is no longer a maid, he is still worried that the same thing will happen again. The fortune teller knows so much and must not be an ordinary person. Maybe he can help them this time.

Change their doomed ending.

He had searched in five continents but couldn't find any clues, so he thought of trying his luck in Hell City. After all, most of the people in Hell City were not simple.

But after all these days, Frank has been asking around and has never heard of any fortune teller with omnipotent powers.

Qiao Yisha was worried about Zhu Qingsi, so she went back to the second floor and called Xiu Rui.

I called more than a dozen times but no one answered.

Although Hell City is far from Nanzhou, it is still relatively close compared to Dongzhou. If she went to Dongzhou, she would be even less able to help save Zhu Qingsi. When she heard Nangong Xianyue say that she wanted to take her back to Dongzhou, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

Now that Xiu Rui didn't answer the phone again, he became even more worried.

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Nanzhou.

Duke of Hill Estate.

A man with broad shoulders, narrow waist and handsome features was tied to a cross, his head drooping limply, his slightly curly hair covering his eyes, his naked upper body covered with bruises and scars from years of accumulation on his skin, revealing a broken beauty.

Zhu Qingsi fell into a hole in the circus at that time. Before he could figure out what was going on, he was rescued by another group of people, who then knocked him unconscious and sent him back to Hill Manor.

Since then, he has been locked up in this dark room.

In the hall, dazzling chandeliers hang high, illuminating the entire gorgeous and luxurious space.

The owner of the manor, Duke Hill, was standing respectfully in front of a woman with a cold and beautiful face. The hem of her heavy and wide sapphire green skirt almost filled the entire sofa. The fist-sized gem on her chest made her look even more noble. She was slowly waving the lace folding fan in her hand.

With his eyes slightly closed, he listened to the Duke's words inattentively.

"Oh?" She opened her eyes, put away her folding fan, and her amber eyes were indifferent and playful. "What I mean is, Mr. Duke, you haven't convinced your little son yet."

"Please give me some more time."

"Forget it," she slowly raised her hand, and Duke Hill immediately stepped forward and stretched out his arm for her to hold. She stood up and said, "Take me to see him."

Duke Hill led her to a dark wooden door, and the servant immediately opened it and invited them in.

"Go out first. I want to talk to my future husband alone."

The Duke nodded and slowly retreated.

The environment was dim, and there was nothing there except a cross and a few tables. The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty room.

The man tied to the cross heard the sound, slowly raised his head, and saw the person coming. His eyes were gloomy, and even contained a hint of disgust.

"Your Highness Morris, what are you doing here?"

"Look at this," Ensha Morris lifted Zhu Qingsi's chin with a lace folding fan, "this look is really sad."

Zhu Qingsi turned his head away and glanced at her coldly.

Ensha didn't care at all. A smile bloomed on her red lips. "But the more you do this, the more I like it. There is nothing in this world that I, Ensha Morris, can't get."

"I told you there's no way I could ever like you."

"I will make you fall in love with me." Ensha raised her head slightly with determination, "No man can resist and not submit to me."

"I have a lover, and what you do will only make me hate you more."

Enza narrowed her eyes, "Sweetheart? The woman you've lived with for a year? Her name is... Only One?"

She investigated, an ordinary-looking black-haired woman, an ordinary nurse.

"That's easy," Ensha spread her hands, "As long as she dies, your heart will return to me."

Zhu Qingsi clenched his fists and said, "Don't mess around."

They fell into the ground at the same time that day. I don’t know how Joysa is doing now. I originally thought that it was the work of the Hill family or Ensa, but later I found out that it was not.

"I didn't take her seriously at first, but now it seems that she must die."

"If you dare to touch her, I won't let you go." Zhu Qingsi gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

"You threatened the princess for a wild girl?" Ensha stretched out her hand to clamp Zhu Qingsi's chin, stared into his eyes, and suddenly laughed, "It's getting more and more interesting, Caesar."

"My name is Zhu Qingsi."

"Just don't fool yourself," Ensa took a step back, "I came here today to take you back to the palace."

"You're dreaming."

Ensha curled her lips and smiled, "Someone come."

Soon, several servants in palace uniforms came in. One of them held a syringe in his hand and pierced Zhu Qingsi's neck neatly, injecting the medicine into him. No matter how hard Zhu Qingsi tried to open his eyes, he was unable to resist and eventually passed out.

-

Hell City.

Joysa was playing with Blizzard on the lawn. It was a rare moment of sunshine today, which made people feel much more cheerful.

Nangong Xianyue stood in the room, looking at her through the carved glass, smiling, and took a sip of the coffee in her hand.

Frank couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. He had known Nangong Xianyue for such a long time, and after coming to Hell City, he smiled more often.

"Master, we have investigated Miss Isa's case. Although we haven't found out who the culprit is, we have some clues."

"explain."

"The Countess of the Qiao family, Miss Isa's mother, is not from Zhongzhou. Moreover, there is no birth record of Miss Isa in the Feixiangli Town of Zhongzhou or even in the entire Third District. There are only records of her other two daughters, Nata and Luo Xin."

Nangong Xianyue became serious.

"Before Mrs. Qiao gave birth to Miss Isa, no one knew she was pregnant. Miss Isa seemed to appear out of thin air in the Qiao family. Not long after, Mrs. Qiao was pregnant with Miss Luo Xin again."

Frank continued to report: "Before Miss Isa was born, Mrs. Joe disappeared for a while. Later, they claimed that she was traveling and had an unexpected pregnancy and gave birth to the child."