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

When Qiao Yisha walked to the door of the study, she heard Nangong Xianyue making a phone call, and she pushed the door open and walked in quietly.

Nangong Xianyue looked up and saw her, then continued talking on the phone, naturally extending his hand to Qiaosha. She walked over and shook it, asking with her eyes if she was disturbing him. Nangong Xianyue shook her head.

"Well, that's it for now." Nangong Xianyue hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, and put his arm around her waist. "Are you full?"

"Very full." Qiao Yisha looked at him with a smile, but her eyes could not hide the sadness. She finally understood why Nangong Xianyue hugged her as soon as he saw her.

Not just because of affection, but also because of the deep desire for love and closeness in one's heart.

Nangong Xianyue noticed something was wrong and frowned, asking, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell or has someone upset you?"

Qiao Yisha shook her head, hugged his waist and leaned on his shoulder, tears welling up in her eyes again, "Nangong Xianyue... I'm sorry."

"Why are you saying sorry for no reason?" Nangong Xianyue lifted her shoulders and stared into her tear-red eyes. "Yisha, don't cry. Tell me what happened?"

"I won't leave suddenly again, no matter what happens."

Nangong Xianyue raised her thin lips slightly, "I know, and I won't let you go again. Even if you feed me poison, I will fight to stop you."

Qiao Yisha couldn't stop crying, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't know..."

"No need to say sorry anymore. I was fine just now. Why..." Nangong Xianyue suddenly thought of something, "Did Qiu Yi say something to you?"

Qiao Yisha nodded, her voice choked with sobs: "If he doesn't tell me, are you going to keep it a secret from me? Why didn't you tell me you were sick?"

"It's not a serious illness." Nangong Xianyue wiped away her tears with her fingertips, as calm as ever. "I'm fine now, aren't I? Besides, Isa cares about me, and I'm very happy."

Hearing this, Qiao Yisha cried even harder, tears streaming down her face. "I really don't know what to do with you... You don't tell me anything... What can I do to make you feel better?"

"I don't want to put pressure on you. It's not your fault, so you don't have to apologize. And Isa, as long as I see you and you are by my side, everything will be fine." Nangong Xianyue hugged her tightly, letting his tears soak his shoulders.

"Really? You'll be fine as long as I'm here?" Joysa looked up at him.

"Of course," Nangong Xianyue chuckled, "but if you keep crying, my heart might start to ache."

Qiaoisha burst into laughter and said, "Ah, you really are...annoying."

"Why would Qiu Yi tell you this? I've been hiding it from you because I'm worried you'll blame yourself."

"Don't blame him. He's just afraid that I'll continue to do something to make you sad."

"What else did he say?"

"He said, I'm not... a substitute, the person you've been looking for has always been me." Qiaosha let go of him and stood by the window, feeling uneasy.

"A substitute?" Nangong Xianyue turned her face over. Although the corners of her mouth were curved, she secretly gritted her teeth. "You always thought I was treating you as a substitute?"

"Your previous wife looked exactly like me. Anyone would think so..."

"Who told you you were a stand-in?"

“Bo Luoxun, he also took me to see Madam Nangong’s body. I saw it with my own eyes.”

Nangong Xianyue cursed inwardly, then continued, "Do you remember, before you went to Hell City, I told you that I would explain everything to you when I got back?"

Qiaoisa nodded. "I remember that later, Bo Luoxun came. He blew up the glass greenhouse and took me to Firth Castle, your home."

"That's your home too, Isa."

Qiaoisha was puzzled. "But, I only went there that one time. How could this happen?"

"How much do you remember about the past?"

"To be honest," Joysa looked at him, "I don't remember anything since I fell into the river and was rescued, but my family told me that I was weak and even a little stupid."

"Yes, that's why they call you a person with a drastic change of temperament."

"Do you know why?"

"That's what I wanted to tell you before you were kidnapped by Bo Luoxun."

"You had a chance to tell me when you found me in Hell City before."

"Because this matter is too bizarre, you might not believe what I say then, so I think it's better to let it go. Maybe one day you will remember it yourself."

"So what is the truth?" Qiao Yisha concentrated and waited for Nangong Xianyue's answer.

"Because you're not..."

'Knock knock—'

There was a sudden knock on the door, and then the door handle was turned, and footsteps hurried in. It was Qiu Yi.

"Master, something happened."

"What?" Nangong Xianyue frowned in dissatisfaction.

"News came from the Xizhou Royal Palace that Mr. Moga Xian'er is dying."

"What?" Qiao Yisha was the first to exclaim and looked at Nangong Xianyue beside her.

"The plan remains unchanged," Nangong Xianyue instructed Qiu Yi, "We will set off tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Qiu Yi nodded and strode out of the study.

"I'm going to Xizhou tomorrow, you..." Before Nangong Xianyue could finish his words, Qiao Yisha grabbed his hand and said, "I'm going too. I'll accompany you."

Nangong Xianyue looked at her face, as if considering it, and nodded after a while, "Okay."

At night, the moon is high in the sky, the curtains are drawn, and the light in the living room is dim.

Qiaoisha was lying in the soft, sagging quilt when suddenly a pair of hands embraced her and the familiar sandalwood scent instantly surrounded her.

It was Nangong Xianyue who had just returned from taking a shower.

Delicate kisses fell on her shoulders and neck, and her nightgown was lifted.

The rapid, heavy breathing of the man and woman in the room intertwined. Qiao Yisha still had a trace of rationality and pressed Nangong Xianyue's hand, "Tomorrow... we are going to Xizhou. Get a good rest tonight."

Nangong Xianyue's narrow eyes were filled with lust, and her voice was hoarse: "I have been thinking about you for too long, I can't bear it anymore."

"Well..." Qiaoisha's lips were sealed again, "Well...but...what should I do tomorrow?"

"No problem, I'll leave on time."

……

When Qiaosha woke up, she felt tired and sore all over. She closed her eyes and reached out to find the person next to her, but she only touched the cold bed sheets.

She woke up instantly and sat up. The living room was empty and sunlight was pouring in from the window.

Suddenly, she thought of what Nangong Xianyue said last night, "I will leave on time," and realized that Nangong Xianyue had no intention of taking her with him at all.

"Nangong Xianyue, how dare you play tricks on me." Qiao Yisha gritted her teeth and turned around to see what was on the bedside table.

A white mobile phone, a green letter paper, and a women's red card holder.

Qiao Yisha took the green letter paper and unfolded it angrily. It was indeed written by Nangong Xianyue, with a handsome and neat handwriting.

"My dear Isa, please forgive me for selfishly leaving you here alone after we've just met. The Xizhou Palace is in chaos, and I don't want you to take any risks."