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

Having won another hand, Joysa casually threw a chip worth one million to each of them.

They thanked him profusely and put the chips into their already full pockets.

The phone rang. One of the waiters stared at the card table, took out the phone and put it to his ear. Unexpectedly, it was Qiu Yi's voice.

He felt a chill all over his body and immediately left the crowd, holding the microphone.

"Master Qiu Yi."

"Where are you?"

"…basement two."

"Why didn't you report after going to such a place? ... Are the two ladies okay?" Qiu Yi asked in a cold voice.

"You two ladies are fine. We are watching everything well and having a great time. We even entered the VIP room..."

"Take good care of the two young ladies. If anything happens, you will be the one to ask. Send me the room number."

After hanging up the phone, the attendant sent the number and came up behind Qiao Yisha. Just as he was about to report the matter to her, Qiao Yisha turned her head and looked at him, "Want a hand?"

He immediately took out the chips from his pocket, "Okay, thank you miss." Then he threw the chips out with a "pop" and forgot about the business.

He won this round. Fortunately, he was not greedy. He stopped after collecting his chips and just acted as his own spectator and bodyguard.

A man in a white suit was sitting in the front left, holding a cigarette between his fingertips. He looked at Qiao Yisha from time to time. The woman in a dark green dress and a side braid was out of tune with the atmosphere of decadence here, but her temperament was more noble than anyone else present. It could be said that she attracted the attention of most people here.

The chips in Qiao Yisha's hand seemed like one-dollar coins, which she threw out lightly, and two men who looked like servants followed behind her.

There is always someone better than you. No matter how rich he is, he is still impressed by Joysa's ability to spend money like water without blinking an eye.

He took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes, took out two and handed them to Joysa and Rosin, "Want one?"

Just as the waiter was about to refuse on their behalf, a slender hand took a cigarette and put it to her lips, then moved her finger to the man in the white suit, asking him to bring a lighter, with a nonchalant and light-hearted gesture.

The man immediately picked up the silver lighter at hand, turned on the fire with a "ding" sound, held the flame with his other hand, and passed the fire over with both hands.

The flames flickered in front of Joysa's face, making her amber eyes look even more hazy. The man couldn't help but feel intoxicated by the flames.

After lighting a cigarette, Qiaoisha waved her hand quickly, asking him to stay away, without saying a word the whole time.

"Uh...Miss, do you want one?" The man was a little embarrassed and picked up the cigarette and looked at Luo Xin.

Luo Xin shook her head, "No, thank you."

The smoke was very soft and did not choke the throat at all. Not only did Qiao Yisha not feel choked, she smoked it very skillfully, like a veteran.

In the smoke, Qiaosha pushed the chips at hand out again. Her eyes narrowed due to the smoke, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

Many people present were looking at her. Most of them were rich, and most of them were pretty. But no one was both rich and pretty, or pretty to this degree and also rich.

The man in the white suit mustered up his courage again and said, "Miss, can I meet you? I am Jiang Hua, the heir of Js Group." He introduced himself in the hope of attracting the other party's attention.

"I advise you to stop thinking about it." Qiao Yisha exhaled a puff of smoke and said lightly.

"Ah... I... just want to get to know you..." Jiang Hua felt a little embarrassed at being discovered.

"What happens after you get to know each other?"

"We should start by becoming friends, right? For example, what's your name, miss? What do you do?" Jiang Hua guessed that Qiao Yisha was not an ordinary person, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"I won't tell you the name, what do you do..." Qiao Yisha frowned, "Being kept, does that count?"

"What?" Jiang Hua was a little surprised. She actually said that? After being surprised, he laughed instead, "Miss, you are really good at joking."

"I'm not kidding, I really am being kept by a man, and all this money was given to me by him." Qiao Yisha looked serious.

"Haha, who is he? How much does he give you a month?" Jiang Hua straightened up and straightened his clothes, as if to say: I have the financial resources too.

"I can't calculate how much he gives me a month, but his identity... is the king." Joysa gathered the chips she had won, picked up one and rubbed it between her fingertips.

"Huh?" Jiang Hua laughed out loud, thinking that Qiao Yisha was really humorous. But in order to continue to get close to her, he continued along with Qiao Yisha's words, "Then the king's woman...would you be so kind as to have dinner with us tonight?"

"I'll think about it." Joysa smiled.

Jiang Hua's heart was filled with emotion. He stood up and changed seats with the person next to Qiao Yisha, and put his hand on the back of her chair. "Why didn't I see you the other day, Miss? Did you come down to play today?"

"Yeah." Qiao Yisha put out the cigarette butt, picked up the pack of ladies' cigarettes from the table, took out another one and put it to her lips. Seeing this, Jiang Hua immediately picked up the lighter and lit it for her.

After putting down the lighter, Jiang Hua looked at Qiao Yisha's profile and boldly wanted to put his arm on Qiao Yisha's shoulder. The servant behind him immediately restrained his arm and shouted coldly: "Sir, please be respectful."

Just as Jiang Hua was about to withdraw his hand, he heard Qiao Yisha's voice in his ears, "It's okay."

The attendant paused and withdrew his hand.

Jiang Hua smiled and put his arm around Qiao Yisha's shoulder, "Miss, whichever you bet, I'll double it."

This was the scene Nangong Xianyue saw when he first stepped into the door: his little Isa was leaning nonchalantly on the back of the chair, pushing out chips with her left hand, cigarettes were slowly rising from the fingertips of her right hand, her pair of cold eyes were slightly narrowed, and the flickering lights occasionally passed across her calm cheeks. The picture was as beautiful as a huge oil painting.

But the only thing that was not so wonderful was that there was a dirty hand on her shoulder.

The staff respectfully invited him and a group of servants behind him to come in. Looking at the mysterious man who was leading the group, they couldn't help but wonder who he was. He was wearing a mask.

Jiang Hua said beside Qiao Yisha, "You are really my lucky goddess. We won again. Keep betting. No matter how much you bet, I will double it."

"All." A deep male voice sounded in her ears, and then a hand wearing a leather glove appeared out of thin air between the two of them and pushed all the chips in front of Joysa to the dealer.

"Who are you..." Jiang Hua turned around angrily, but was met with an extremely gorgeous and low-key mask. The gray eyes in the holes were extremely cold, but revealed a strong sense of oppression, which was a kind of pressure from contempt. He realized that the other party did not take him seriously at all, which made him silent immediately.

The moment Joysa heard the voice she knew who it was, and the ruby-studded glove she had seen in the cloakroom.

Jiang Hua looked at Qiao Yisha and then at the man in the black coat, "Do you know each other?"