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

Ivan stood at the window. Occasionally, a few tourists passed by in the corridor in the early morning. A few petals fell from the vase in the corridor and were blown by the wind and carried to an unknown direction.

Behind him, the dark sea outside the window was silent, forming a sharp contrast with his bright golden hair.

Luo Xin stayed where she was, looking up at Ivan. He was calm and composed, with a smile in his golden eyes, his thin lips slightly curled, and his eyebrows raised, as if urging her to answer. He was wearing his windbreaker, and the faint smell of men's perfume lingered at the tip of her nose.

"Are you... crazy?" She looked away and spoke in a panic.

"It's no exaggeration to say that my status in Zhongzhou is above ten thousand people, and my appearance is also handsome. I completely meet your requirements for a spouse, don't I?"

Ivan was a little surprised. He thought she would agree immediately. He walked closer and closer, his eyes fixed on Luo Xing.

"Are all members of your Patrick family so careless about marriage? Your Highness Bo Luoxun is, and so are you." Luo Xin shook his head and retreated to the wall.

She continued, "We just met today. I don't think a country girl like me is attractive enough to attract you in less than twenty-four hours."

"Then you can learn from the women in the city. They are always full of confidence."

"So what's the reason?"

"You are beautiful, just like..." Ivan coughed lightly and looked away. His ears were actually a little hot. "Just like the doll in the window. Even if there is a faint rural atmosphere left in you, it can't stop your charm."

"W...what?" Luo Xin widened her eyes. She had always thought that Ivan disliked her and called her a country girl, but now he was confessing his love so seriously.

"Think about it carefully," Ivan smiled at her, "I'll leave you a phone number. Call me when you've figured it out."

The servant took out a business card with a gold border from his pocket at the right time and handed it over with both hands.

Luo Xin took it, still a little bit unbelieving.

"In order to show you my sincerity, I will find a reason to promote your father's title tomorrow and give your family real power and land."

Luo Xin looked at the hard business card in her hand. There was only a phone number printed on it, and nothing else.

Real power? She had been longing for it for more than ten years, and the person in front of her could easily achieve it with just one word. But no matter what, this was her goal, wasn't it?

She looked up and asked Ai Fan: "Your Highness, if I don't agree in the end, will you take back these...rewards?"

Ivan shook his head slowly, "No, do you have any other concerns?"

"His Highness Bo Luoxun cheated on Isa. You are his brother. I cannot ignore this matter. Also, what if history repeats itself and you unilaterally announce the cancellation of the engagement like His Highness Bo Luoxun did... My family cannot bear the public opinion twice."

"We can sign an agreement and ask the top lawyers to support us."

"..." Luo Xin was still a little hesitant, "I need to think about it carefully, give me some time."

Then, she straightened her clothes and pulled her windbreaker tighter, "My room is just in front, no need to see me off, you can go back now."

"Give me a deadline."

"One month...If I have made up my mind, I will contact you within a month."

"Too long. A week."

"So urgent?"

"Yes," Ivan nodded bluntly, "As soon as you agree, I will immediately send someone to the Qiao family to propose marriage and prepare a banquet. I hope you won't let me down then."

Luo Xin nodded, "I'll think about it."

"Well, go in."

Luo Xin bowed her head to him politely, then turned and walked away into her room.

Ivan looked at her back. The overly large windbreaker almost completely covered her slender body, and only her heels were visible.

Like a penguin, he couldn't help but curl his lips and smile. This woman was not as vulgar as he imagined.

"Your Highness, let's go back." The servant reminded.

"Yeah." Ivan suppressed his smile and turned to walk towards his residence.

The attendant behind him asked curiously: "Your Highness, you have never married a princess, and you don't even want the noble lady and foreign princess that His Majesty arranged for you. How come..."

The two attendants looked at each other, they saw how ambitious Evan was. The princess he was going to marry, even if she wasn't well-matched, should at least be someone who could help him, not this spoiled and naive little girl.

Ivan regained his usual cynicism and yawned, "I said I would marry her, but I didn't say she could be the princess."

-

Luo Xin unlocked the room with her fingerprint and entered. Ji Lan, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately jumped up and said, "You are finally back."

"Why are you sleeping here?" Luo Xin asked as she took off her windbreaker and hung it on the hanger.

"I'm a little worried about you. Although Mr. Nangong told me that you are safe, I'm still waiting here. I want to know the first time you come back."

"He sent someone to look for me?" Luo Xin walked over and asked, and then said, "Well, there's nothing he doesn't know, but let's put this aside for now. I want to tell you something incredible..."

"Wait, whose trench coat is this?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to tell you."

-

The winter in Xizhou is somewhat long, but the sun rose today, which is rare.

A ray of sunlight poured into the room through the gap in the curtains and fell on the profile of the girl on the bed. The skin on her face was so smooth and delicate that there was not a single pore, and even the fine hairs were clearly visible.

Nangong Xianyue leaned beside her with his head supported by his arm, and watched quietly for a while. Seeing that Qiao Yisha showed no sign of waking up, he leaned close and blew gently into her eyes.

Joysa's thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the shadows under her eyes moved with them.

He raised his hand and stroked Qiao Yisha's face: "Yisha, wake up."

During that period four years ago, he had called her like this countless times. Every time she opened her heavy eyelids, she always saw him, but the disease would make her close her eyes again quickly.

This time, he didn't need to call her countless times like before. Qiaosha slowly opened her eyes and saw a handsome face close to her with an evil smile on his lips.

She frowned and raised her hand to push his face away, "Are we going to get off the boat?"

"No, get up and have lunch first, then leave at two."

Qiaoisha let out an "oh", climbed out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Qiao Yisha, wearing a nightgown, was brushing her teeth in front of the sink with her eyes closed. She was obviously not awake yet. Suddenly, a warm body came up from behind her, and both hands hugged her waist. The smell of toothpaste on her nose instantly intertwined with the light sandalwood scent on Nangong Xianyue's body.

Qiao Yisha opened her eyes and looked at Nangong Xianyue in the mirror. He was lowering his head with his chin resting on Qiao Yisha's shoulder, and his pair of captivating peach blossom eyes met hers.

"Let go and stop making trouble." Joysa pushed him with her arm.

"We won't see each other for a while."