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

Joysa sat at her dressing table while the maids put make-up on her, curled her hair, and applied perfume to her.

Hua Ting was braiding her hair with a smile on her face. Qiao Yisha couldn't help but be curious and asked, "What's wrong? What makes you so happy?"

"I'm happy for you. The young master is so good to you now. I feel so happy when I see it."

Qiaosha smiled softly and said nothing.

Another maid who was applying perfume said, "Although I am usually in the main castle and don't see the young master and Miss Isa very often, I have heard that everyone in the main castle knows about the young master's deep affection."

"Yeah, I envy this kind of relationship."

Qiaoisha just smiled faintly as she listened to their words and did not join in the conversation.

"You may not know, but the young master's love for Miss Isa is more than what he shows on the surface. The doctor Wu who treats Miss Isa is the one the young master bought from the Long family at the cost of half of his assets." Hua Ting looked proud, thinking he knew more than anyone else.

Qiao Yisha's smile froze on her face. "What did you say?"

Hua Ting's hair-braiding hands froze, and he looked at Qiao Yisha in the mirror, "Ms. Yisha, you... don't you know?"

She suddenly felt panicky, as she had always thought Qiaosha knew.

"How did you know that?" Qiao Yisha asked her seriously.

"In the hospital, Mr. Qiu Yi was talking to Doctor Zhuang. I was on night watch and happened to pass by and heard it." Hua Ting almost cried, "Miss Yisha... I... I thought you knew... You must not let the young master know that I told you."

"I won't tell you, go on."

Qiao Yisha looked at the mirror and fell into deep thought. Nangong Xianyue had paid such a huge price for her illness, but she was completely unaware of it. Is it really worth it for someone who is about to pass away?

Two hours later, her makeup and hair were done. She had some blush on her face, her plump petal lips were painted with light pink lipstick, her long hair was curled into big waves and tied behind her head, with an exquisite and simple hair accessory, which made her look even more bright and charming, and there was no sign of her usual sickly appearance.

Nangong Xianyue appeared in the living room at the exact moment. He was wearing an extremely formal black and gold suit and black gloves. All the hair in front of his forehead was combed up with hairspray, and the ends of his hair were left to hang down naturally. His narrow and long peach blossom eyes were even more eye-catching, making him look like a gentleman from the Middle Ages.

When Qiao Yisha's eyes swept over the tie tied on his chest, she was slightly stunned. Although she couldn't see the color, she recognized it at a glance. This was the golden tie with dark patterns that Nangong Jinxing gave him and asked him to wear at the wedding.

"Why are you wearing this tie?" An absurd thought came to her mind.

"The stylist said this matches my dress best and he recommended me to wear this one." Nangong Xianyue smiled without a trace of flaw.

Joysa secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time laughed at herself for being too self-indulgent.

"Are you ready?" Nangong Xianyue walked forward.

She nodded, feeling nervous for some reason, but this was clearly just a dance, one she had attended countless times.

Nangong Xianyue stretched out his arm for her to hold, and looked at her with devilish eyes, "Relax, you look very beautiful today. If anyone objects to your beauty, then I have nothing to say about your beauty."

When Qiao Yisha heard this, she laughed out loud, put her arm around his, and walked slowly downstairs together.

When she reached the stairs, she heard cheerful music. She couldn't help feeling happy, but when she thought about the purpose of holding this dance party, she found it hard to laugh.

The main hall of the Falls Garden Castle is bright and magnificent, and today's ball is decorated even more luxuriously and solemnly.

There were only a hundred or so guests invited, so it didn't feel crowded at all. The servants of Falls Garden warmly entertained the guests, and the square wooden tables on both sides were filled with food and drinks so that the guests could rest and fill their stomachs.

As soon as the two appeared, the scene suddenly became quiet. The famous performers at the upper railing of the ballroom also stopped playing dance music. Everyone quietly looked at the owner of Fowles Garden.

A charming gentleman in a black and gold suit, and a cool lady in a long skirt, both exude noble temperament, and no one would say that they are not a good match.

Nangong Xianyue and Qiao Yisha walked towards the crowd. The people stood in two rows, and their eyes followed their steps.

The two of them walked slowly to the seats at the top, and the band began to play happily again.

The crowd responded by laughing and talking, some dancing, some eating, some chatting and joking.

Moti and Bai Qinghe were the first to come to her side. They greeted Nangong Xianyue first, and then said to her, "Oh my God, you are so beautiful today, Yisha. Even the princess can't help but pale in comparison to you."

"Thank you, you too, make sure you have fun today," she smiled at the two of them.

"Don't worry, I like this kind of occasion the most. It's a great place to make friends with upper-class people." Moti winked at her.

"Thank you for the invitation, Master and Sister Isa." Bai Qinghe raised his glass. He knew that if it weren't for Qiao Yisa, they wouldn't even be able to enter the Firth Garden.

Nangong Xianyue smiled and picked up the champagne beside him and clinked it with him, "You're welcome, have fun."

Qiao Yisha reached out to grab the wine glass, but Nangong Xianyue quickly grabbed her hand and handed her a glass of milk, "You can only drink this."

"I haven't had a drink in a long time, just champagne." Joeysa said with a bitter face.

"It's okay if you want to drink." Nangong Xianyue smiled.

Joysa had a bad feeling.

Nangong Xianyue bent down and whispered in her ear: "I'll feed you with my mouth."

Qiao Yisha's ears turned red instantly. She pushed him away and took a big sip of milk. Nangong Xianyue beside her laughed heartily.

Moti and Bai Qinghe couldn't help but smile at each other. They were afraid that staying here any longer would disturb them, so they said goodbye to them and went to other places in the venue.

"Why can't I see Jinxing?" Qiao Yisha looked around the field.

"She should be dressing up. She is always slow." Nangong Xianyue replied.

"Then I'm going to go chat with my friends first, don't follow me." Qiao Yisha said to Nangong Xianyue with narrowed eyes.

"Who? Male or female?" Nangong Xianyue also narrowed his eyes.

"Don't worry about it, don't follow me." She stretched out her hand to stop Nangong Xianyue.

"Okay, go ahead. Be careful not to fall." Nangong Xianyue nodded helplessly.

After getting his answer, Qiao Yisha immediately started looking for her friends in the hall. A big hand suddenly held her wrist. She turned her head and saw Bo Luoxun, whom she hadn't seen for a long time. He still had long black hair and was wearing the retro brown suit that Qiao Yisha bought for him. His golden pupils stared at Qiao Yisha closely.

Next to him was Zhu Qingsi, who had slightly curly hair and was wearing a black suit.

Of course, she couldn't tell the colors, she inferred these based on their usual clothing habits.

"Bo Luoxun, Zhu Qingsi, long time no see." She greeted with a smile.

"You are sick." Bo Luoxun's tone was not questioning, but affirmative.

She was stunned, "How...how do you know?"

"Why are you so thin?" Zhu Qingsi's eyes were also full of shock. "I heard that you were sick, but I always thought it was just a cold. This...you...what's wrong with you, Isa?"

"I'm sick," Qiao Yisha said with a relaxed look, "It's just a minor problem. I just lost my appetite, so I lost weight."

Zhu Qingsi still looked at her with suspicion.

She raised her eyebrows, "Do I look seriously ill to you?"

After putting on makeup, she looked very good and didn't look sick at all.

Zhu Qingsi was relieved and nodded. "I'm glad you're okay. Otherwise, I would suspect that the main castle district didn't give you food."

Bo Luoxun, who was standing by, looked at her solemnly without saying a word.