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

Bo Luoxun frowned and said in confusion: "Mr. Nangong, if I remember correctly, your wife is still lying in the ice room of the villa in the forest, but you are here and mistake my princess for her. I wonder what her spirit in heaven would think? If you are crazy, I don't mind hiring a psychiatrist for you."

"Whatever you think is your business. I'm here today to take her away." Nangong Xianyue glanced at him, walked straight past him to the bedroom door, and wanted to push it open.

Bo Luoxun pulled him away and said in a low voice, gritting his teeth: "After Isa passed away four years ago, I deeply regretted not fighting with you. If I had, I would never have let her live so hard and become sick in the end. Four years later, no matter if this person is Isa or not, I will not let her go with you."

"You know nothing and have no right to blame me here. Get out of the way!" Nangong Xianyue lost control when he mentioned what happened four years ago. The scene of Qiao Yisha dying in his arms was still vivid in his mind. He grabbed Bo Luoxun's wrist and pushed him away to turn the door handle.

After twisting the door a few times but it didn't budge, Qiao Yisha locked it. Nangong Xianyue raised her hand and knocked on the door, "Yisha, open the door and come back with me."

"Don't come out!" Bo Luoxun shouted immediately with some concern.

"Have you ever thought about how much she will hate you when she remembers everything one day?" Nangong Xianyue stared at him coldly.

"I don't know what you are talking about. She is not the Qiao Yisha you mentioned. Look carefully, she is Qiao Yisha, the daughter of Viscount Zhongzhou!"

Qiaosha's heart was pounding in the bedroom. When the man held her in his arms, the cool scent of sandalwood enveloped her. She felt inexplicably familiar and at ease. His voice was so gentle and loving as he whispered her name. Looking at his sad and affectionate eyes, her heart seemed to be grasped by a hand, making her breathless, and she almost fell into his arms.

She slapped her face. "Joysha! What are you thinking about? You're getting engaged tomorrow, and you're still thinking about another man."

There was a sound of turning the handle at the door. She walked towards the door and heard a sound of fighting. What was going on? She opened the door and saw two men fighting in a fight. She was shocked and exclaimed, "Stop fighting!"

"Boluoxun, Mr. Nangong, what's going on?" She walked closer and tried to pull them apart. Nangong Xianyue was distracted by her voice and turned to look at her, but was kicked hard by Boluoxun. He frowned deeply and didn't even hum.

Seeing him injured, Qiao Yisha felt upset for some reason. She ran forward to block Bo Luoxun and said, "Stop fighting. It will be hard to explain if you provoke the guards and servants."

Nangong Xianyue straightened his messed-up clothes and curled his lips at the person who blocked his way. “Yisha, even if you don’t remember anything, you’re still worried about me, aren’t you?”

Bo Luoxun's face darkened, and Qiao Yisha immediately turned around and said to Nangong Xianyue, "I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Nangong. It's already inappropriate for you to break into the residence of the future princess in the middle of the night, and now you're fighting with His Royal Highness the Prince. If you don't want to be punished, get out now if you know what's best for you."

"No one has the right to punish me. I'm here to take my wife away. What's wrong with that?" Nangong Xianyue pulled her wrist. "Isa, come back to me. I didn't lie to you. I will prove to you that all this is true."

Bo Luoxun directly hugged Qiao Yisha into his arms and pulled her hand back from Nangong Xianyue: "Mr. Nangong, Yisha has made it very clear that she doesn't know you. If you keep pestering me, I will have to call the guards to ask you to leave."

Nangong Xianyue looked at Qiao Yisha nestled in Bo Luoxun's arms, clenched his fists tightly, and looked at Qiao Yisha nakedly. Was he punishing him for being nice to Ning Wanrou? So now he had to let him taste the feeling of watching his lover love someone else.

Qiao Yisha's eyes were a little evasive when she met his gaze. Why did she feel like she had betrayed him? She broke away from Bo Luoxun's hand on her waist and hooked the golden brown hair on her face behind her ears: "It's late, and there is a banquet tomorrow. You all should leave. I want to rest."

"Isa, are you really going to get engaged to him? You are my legitimate wife, how can you marry him?" Nangong Xianyue's eyes turned red, and she pointed at Bo Luoxun and said gritting her teeth.

"You can investigate Isa. She has never been married, so how can she be married to you?" Bo Luoxun stepped forward and said, "Don't disturb my princess's rest. Go out."

"Yisha," Nangong Xianyue's eyes flashed with pain. He raised his hand to hold Qiao Yisha's shoulders and looked at her seriously. "Yisha, don't get engaged to him. Give me some time. I can explain to you that I am really your husband. We have lived together for ten years. You will definitely remember it."

"I was only ten years old ten years ago, how could it be possible? Mr. Nangong, stop pestering me here. I won't leave with a stranger, get out."

"Isa, give me some time, I can explain..." He held Qiaoisa's shoulders tightly and tried to make her believe him.

“Hiss…” Qiao Yisha’s shoulders were clenched so hard that she felt a pain. She broke free from Nangong Xianyue’s restraints and said, “Let me go, get out! I really don’t know you. Even if we had anything in the past, so what? My current fiancé is Bo Luoxun!”

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Xianyue felt relieved. He dropped his hands. It turned out that this was the feeling that Qiao Yisha had experienced when she saw him love someone else, powerless and sad, but helpless.

"Did you hear that? Mr. Nangong, please leave." Bo Luoxun opened the door and made a "please" gesture.

Nangong Xianyue walked out, and the moment she stepped out of the door, she turned back and looked at Qiao Yisha deeply, "I won't give up, you will remember it one day."

Bo Luoxun closed the door and quickly walked to Qiao Yisha, "Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? How is your shoulder?"

Qiao Yisha shook her head slightly, looked at the closed door, and murmured, "Do I really not know him?"

Bo Luoxun panicked. "Isa, don't listen to him. His wife is seven years older than you. You can't be her. He has recognized the wrong person. Don't think too much. You just need to stay by my side and be my princess, okay?"

She moved her gaze to Bo Luoxun's face, and the corners of her mouth curved up, "Don't worry, I'm about to get engaged to you, so I won't think about other men anymore. I'm just a little curious."

"I understand," he hugged her in his arms, "Isa, you must not let anyone know that you have lost your memory. I'm worried that someone will use this to harm you."

"Okay," Qiao Yisha nodded and came out of his arms, "Bo Luoxun, I'm going to rest, you go back to sleep too."

"Well, remember to lock the door of the living room and the bedroom as well. Don't think too much, have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's engagement party. I will arrange more guards at the door, so no one will break in and disturb you again." Bo Luoxun kissed her forehead lightly.

"I see."