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

"Yes... yes." Qiao Yisha felt a little guilty.

"You want to push me to her?" Nangong Xianyue gritted her teeth.

"No, I just want you to get to know each other..."

"Have I spoiled you?" Nangong Xianyue lifted her chin, "Yisha, you make me angry."

"I... No, you misunderstood. I have something else to do."

After Qiao Yisha finished speaking, she turned around and tried to leave, but Nangong Xianyue grabbed her and said, "Okay, very good, Yisha. I wanted to leave you a good memory today."

"What are you going to do?" Joysa was confused.

Nangong Xianyue held her wrist tightly, looked at the performers, and raised his hand slightly to signal them to pause.

The scene fell silent instantly.

Nangong Xianyue pulled her into his arms and held her down.

He raised his voice and spoke to everyone in the room: "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend this ball. Your presence makes this place more dazzling, but this is not just a simple ball."

When everyone was puzzled, he continued, "Welcome everyone to my wedding with Miss Qiao Yisha. I'm very sorry for not informing you in advance."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene exploded. Everyone was stunned at first, and then they started applauding. No wonder the dress Qiao Yisha wore today looked like a wedding dress, and Nangong Xianyue was also dressed so formally. It turned out that they were really going to get married.

The band started playing happy music and the scene became lively again, even more lively than before.

Qiao Yisha looked at him in shock. He actually wanted to marry her? She struggled to pull her hand back. "Are you crazy? I didn't say I wanted to marry you."

"You can only marry me." Nangong Xianyue held her hand forcefully and did not let her leave.

"No - I don't want to marry you - let me go, please." Joysha immediately burst into tears and begged.

"Isa, you must marry me. I won't let you go." Nangong Xianyue hugged her tightly.

In the noisy environment, people couldn't hear what they were saying and thought Joysa was moved to tears.

Qiaoisha cried bitterly in his arms, asking why he wanted to marry her at this time. She didn’t have a healthy body, otherwise she really wanted to agree to him.

She really wanted to marry Nangong Xianyue and grow old together. This was her biggest wish, but she couldn't be with him for the rest of her life. How could she selfishly possess him?

"I don't want to get married--" Joysa pushed him hard, tears streaming down her face.

"Isa, you obviously love me, why do you always push me away? Is there something I did wrong?"

Nangong Xianyue held her face and looked at her carefully.

Qiaoisa shook her head, "I don't love you anymore."

Nangong Xianyue's expression froze, "Don't say that, Yisha, I know you love me, don't reject me."

"I don't love you, I don't love you, I don't love you." Joysa looked at him and said it over and over again. Every time she said it, her heart hurt more.

"It's okay, Isa, I love you, that's all. I will try my best to make you fall in love with me again. It's just that I didn't do well enough." Nangong Xianyue hugged her in his arms and said "I love you" over and over again in her ear.

Qiaosha was so heartbroken that she almost couldn't breathe. Her heart was trembling violently. She hardened her heart and pushed him away, picked up the cutlery knife next to her and put it across her neck.

"Isa?" Nangong Xianyue exclaimed. He didn't expect Qiao Yisa to resist to such an extent.

The music stopped and everyone in the hall looked towards them.

Seeing this, Zhu Qingsi and the others widened their eyes and ran over here.

With tears on her face, Joysa pointed to the hall and said, "Tell them we are not married, or I will die now."

"Isa, do you really not want to be with me?" Nangong Xianyue looked hurt and frowned.

"No!" Joysa moved the knife closer to her neck.

"You're even willing to threaten me with death in order not to marry me?"

"Correct!"

"Okay," Nangong Xianyue nodded, picked up the same cutlery knife from the table, placed it across his neck, and pressed it down without hesitation. Blood instantly flowed down his neck into his collar, "If you want to die, I'll go with you."

Qiao Yisha's eyes widened. She believed that he would really do what he said. She immediately threw away the knife in her hand and went over to pull his sleeve, "Don't do this, Nangong Xianyue, put down the knife."

Nangong Xianyue smiled, "Do you still dare to threaten me with death?"

"I won't do it again. I'm sorry. I won't do it again. Can you please put down the knife?" Qiaosha begged and cried.

Nangong Xianyue threw away the knife, the blood on his hand dripped onto the ground, and he looked at Qiao Yisha and said, "Yisha, never mention the word death."

Qiao Yisha nodded and said, "I won't mention it again. I won't mention it again. Bandage it quickly."

Soon, the servants in the field called for medical staff. His wound was not deep and did not cut the aorta. He saw who had done it, so he bandaged it quickly.

The servant brought a new white suit to Nangong Xianyue. He quickly changed and returned to the hall, still wearing the gold tie.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a group of people walked in. They were Nangong Jinxing, Qiu Yi, Lan Yu'an, Huating, a man dressed like a priest, and two children.

"Not too late, are you?" Nangong Jinxing raised his eyebrows.

"Let's start." Nangong Xianyue nodded to her.

The musicians on the upper floor played soothing and light wedding dance music.

The priest took center stage, holding a Bible in his hands.

Only then did Qiao Yisha realize why Qiu Yi and Nangong Jinxing had disappeared for so long. They went to invite the priest and the flower girl.

Hua Ting opened a box in his hand, took out a white, exquisite and gorgeous veil from it, and walked forward to pin the veil on Qiao Yisha's hair.

It turned out that Nangong Xianyue had planned everything that happened today.

She was thinking in her mind how to ruin this wedding. She couldn't marry Nangong Xianyue.

The people in the hall watched all this silently, this dance party turned into a wedding.

The priest placed the Bible on the stage and said, "Welcome everyone to the wedding of the groom Nangong Xianyue and the bride Qiao Yisha. The groom and the bride have known each other for ten years. Under the guidance of the god of love, they finally entered the palace of marriage. Let us congratulate them together."

As soon as the priest finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out in the venue.

"The holy bells herald the arrival of the moment of vows. Please hold your lover's hands and let the god of love witness your vows."

Nangong Xianyue smiled and took Qiao Yisha's hand.

"Please, groom, say your vows."

He looked at Qiao Yisha lovingly and spoke slowly: "I solemnly swear to accept you as my wife. From this day on, no matter for good or bad, for richer or poorer, in sickness or in health, I will love you and cherish you, and even death cannot separate us."

The priest frowned after hearing this and said, "Mr. Nangong, your last sentence is wrong. It should be "until death do us part" instead of "until death cannot separate us."

He couldn't stand anyone changing the original words of the Bible.

Nangong Xianyue looked at Qiao Yisha and repeated: "Even death cannot separate us."

"Oh, okay." The priest had no choice but to nod and look at Joysa, "Please, bride Joysa, say your vows."