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

Butler Jiang stood aside and said, "I didn't want to disturb your rest, but I was worried that you would starve yourself and Mr. Nangong would blame me, so..."

As she spoke, she directed the maid to place breakfast in front of Joysa.

Joysa nodded in understanding.

Housekeeper Jiang ordered the servants to draw up all the curtains in the room, and said to Qiao Yisha, "Miss Yisha, from now on, just let us do things like drawing up the curtains."

After two hours of struggling, Joysa was finally helped up from the chair. Fortunately, the chair was soft enough and she did not feel tired.

"Okay, now you can tell me what we're going to do, right?" Qiaosha stood up and looked at herself left and right in the dressing mirror. Even though she had seen so many beautiful dresses now, she still couldn't help but be moved every time she put on a new one.

Love of beauty is indeed a woman's nature.

"Please follow us down." The maid opened the door and gestured for invitation.

Qiao Yisha walked out, thinking, it's so grand... Could it be that Nangong Xianyue is back? But can't he come back in five days?

Holding up her skirt, Joysa followed the maid out of the room, down the spiral staircase, and through the empty corridor.

At the end there was an arched solid wooden door. The servant walked forward and pushed it open. White light poured in. Joysa squinted her eyes, and only walked out slowly after she got used to it.

After seeing the scene clearly, her amber pupils trembled slightly, and the fingertips that were holding up the hem of her skirt forgot to use any strength.

Under my feet is a gravel path leading to the glass greenhouse. Both sides of the path are planted with emerald green flowers and dotted with pale roses.

At the end of the winding path is a glass greenhouse with a white wooden frame. The top is triangular and a winged angel is carved on one side.

The door of the greenhouse was open to her, as if inviting her.

Joysa walked along the gravel road and stepped into the glass greenhouse, where she was instantly surrounded by white roses.

Flowers and vines were located in every corner of the greenhouse. The curved chandelier on the ceiling emitted warm yellow light, illuminating a wooden table covered with lace cloth in the middle.

Further to the left are a rocking chair and a swing, and against the wall is a green bookshelf with some hardcover books on it.

The whole space is warm and holy.

Even though Joysa had seen a lot of the world, she was still shocked by the beauty and dreaminess of this place.

"This is..." Qiao Yisha said in a daze.

"This was originally an abandoned greenhouse. Mr. Nangong called last night and said that he had people come to renovate it. These flowers were airlifted here overnight. I think he built this house especially for you to pass the time because he was afraid you would be bored." The servant answered her.

Qiao Yisha's eyes were a little hot. Just because she stayed in the room all day, did Nangong Xianyue repair a greenhouse overnight? She reached out and stroked one of the white roses.

Joysa walked to the wooden table. There was a feather pen stuck in the upper right corner. There was an open notebook on the table, and on it was a pendant. The pendant was in the shape of a birdcage, but it also looked like a church. There were flowers carved around it, and it was very delicate.

Qiao Yisha picked up the pendant and saw the elegant handwriting on the book:

[A church with a "proud" white rose follows Cupid, the god of love who longs to imprison romance. ]

This was Nangong Xianyue's handwriting, just like him, the handwriting was neat and unrestrained. She had seen it before when he was working.

This notebook passed from Nangong Xianyue's hands, through East Continent and arrived at the glass greenhouse in West Continent, bringing her a love message that spanned two continents.

The servant said, "The trainer said that the flower language of the white rose "Pride" is pure love and solemn promise. Mr. Nangong is really thoughtful."

Qiaosha closed the notebook and saw a rose carved from black crystal in the vase on the table.

It does not look out of place in the greenhouse with green and white colors, and has a unique beauty. There is a black rectangular hard card next to the vase.

[There are countless identical flowers in the world, but you are my unique rose. ]

Joysa looked at the words on the card. It would be a lie to say that she felt nothing inside. She bit her lower lip tightly, her reason and emotions struggling wildly.

If you don't love someone, can you do this? But if you love someone, why do you say it's just for fun? Qiao Yisha stood in the center of the greenhouse, wondering if she might have heard it wrong that day, or... did she misunderstand?

"Ms. Isa, Mr. Nangong has prepared many little surprises in the greenhouse. You can take your time to find them and kill time."

"Got it." Joysa murmured.

"Well," the servant thought she was happy and didn't know what to say, "Then I'll go out first, Miss Isa, call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

The servant stood at the door, took a picture of Qiao Yisha standing in the greenhouse, and sent it to Nangong Xianyue.

Joysa looked around and walked to the swing, where there was a pair of high-heeled shoes with diamonds all over the upper and a pink letter next to them.

She opened it and found the following words on the letter: [It is said that giving shoes means walking hand in hand for a lifetime? Can countless pairs of shoes last forever?]

She put the envelope away and tucked it into the thick notebook. Then, she saw gifts and cards in every corner of the greenhouse.

Aromatherapy candles, bracelets, rings, hats, hairpins, brooches, necklaces, perfumes...

[You don’t have to have me in your dreams, but you must feel at ease. It’s best to have both. ]

[I saw this brooch when I passed by the window. The seller said it was the last one left in the world. If you were there, you would definitely be very tempted. ]

[Each 100ml of perfume represents 6000 roses. I hope that when you smell the fragrance, the rose bushes will bloom in front of you, and I will appear in your mind.]

……

After reading the letters and cards with love words written on them one by one, Joysa put them into her notebook, sat at the wooden table, and her vision gradually blurred.

Suddenly a drop of water fell on the back of her hand, and she suddenly realized that she had been crying. All that appeared in her mind was Nangong Xianyue's evil and handsome face. Her heart felt aching as if it was blocked. She had to admit that she seemed to miss him a little.

The sound of an old-fashioned landline phone rang out. Qiaosha looked at the landline on the table. She originally thought it was a decoration, but it turned out to be real.

She picked up the receiver and put it to her ear, "Hello?"

"Are you crying?" As expected, it was Nangong Xianyue who called. He could tell from his sharp ears that there was something wrong with Qiao Yisha's voice.

Qiaoisha suppressed her tears, held the receiver tightly, and did not answer.

"What's wrong, Isa? Who bullied you? Did the servant neglect you?"

Qiao Yisha took a deep breath and shook her head, "No."

"Are you homesick? Just bear with me, baby. I'll be back soon and take you home with me, okay?"

"Yeah." Qiao Yisha bit her knuckles and listened to the other party's gentle words. Her tears flowed even harder. She was always so easily moved by Nangong Xianyue.

"Don't you like my gift? Time is running out and there's no time to expand the greenhouse. I'll build you a real garden in the future, a garden that will belong only to you."

"This... is pretty good. I don't dislike it..." She tried to keep her voice steady and answered intermittently.