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

"How could that be? The person in the painting is clearly me. Did you do that?" Qiao Yisha asked, panting. "Even if you want me to believe what you said, you don't have to use this method."

Bo Luoxun looked at the girl in front of him with a heartbroken look and felt a little reluctant, but when he thought of what Nangong Xianyue had done, he gritted his teeth and hatred burst out of his eyes. This time, he would never give Qiao Yisha to Nangong Xianyue.

"Even if you saw the painting hanging in his house, you still don't believe it, right?"

Qiao Yisha looked at him stubbornly and wiped away her tears: "I said, I want to wait for him to explain it to me in person. It's useless for you to say anything."

"In that case," Bo Luoxun picked up Qiao Yisha and held her sideways, her skirt swaying in the air, "What are you doing? Put me down."

"Be prepared. You forced me to do this, Isa."

Joysa looked at him, and before she could say anything, she heard the sound of cloth tearing, and a pair of black wings emerged from behind Bo Luoxun, slowly spread out, and gradually grew larger and larger until they were fully spread out. The huge shadow covered Joysa, and the tips of the feathers emitted a faint golden light.

"What... is this?" Qiao Yisha took a breath, "You..."

"Don't be afraid." Bo Luoxun comforted her gently, then flapped his wings, took her into the sky, and left the hall.

Qiaoisa didn't dare to struggle in the air and let Bo Luoxun carry her flying.

In the forest not far from the Furth Garden, there stood a magnificent villa, surrounded by iron fences on all sides, with two armed guards standing at the door.

Bo Luoxun landed at the door, and the guard obviously knew him, "Mr. Bo Luoxun, you are here again."

"Well," Bo Luoxun pressed Qiao Yisha's face into his arms, preventing them from seeing her face, "Please let me in and pay my respects."

"Of course, Mr. Bo Luoxun, but who is this person next to you?"

"It's my wife, she wants Isa to see it."

"Okay." The guard pushed open the door of the villa and respectfully invited him in.

After Qiao Yisha and Bo Luoxun walked in, they heard the guards behind them say, "Mr. Bo Luoxun is really good. There have been fewer and fewer people paying homage to the lady in the past two years, but he actually came all the way back from Central Continent."

As soon as Joysa walked into the villa, she saw the magnificent hall filled with portraits, and every portrait looked exactly like her own face.

"What is this place?" Qiaosha touched her arm and felt it was chilly inside.

"Her grave."

Bo Luoxun pushed open the door of a room with ease, and the cold mist inside poured out instantly.

Qiao Yisha gathered her cloak and said, "Bo Luoxun, are you crazy? Is this an ice room?"

In the hazy cold fog, Qiao Yisha saw a woman lying on the ice bed in the center of the space. Bo Luoxun held her shoulders and led her forward.

"Paintings can be faked, but what about the body?" Bo Luoxun put his arm around Qiao Yisha's shoulders, not allowing her to refuse, and forcefully forced her to look at the body on the ice bed.

"I'm not going. You're crazy not to drag me along."

"Take a look, take a look and you will understand."

"No, let me go, I want to go out."

"Be obedient and just take a look." Bo Luoxun stood behind her, controlling her movements and holding her chin to force her to look at the person on the ice bed.

Joysa clenched her fists, and cold mist kept coming out of her breath. She looked up at the woman on the ice bed. She looked exactly like the one in the painting. Even though she had turned into a corpse, she was still breathtakingly beautiful, as if she was sleeping in the ice.

The air was still for three seconds.

"Is that enough?" Joysa asked coldly.

Bo Luoxun pulled her out of the ice room and said, "Did you see clearly? The person in the painting is her."

Qiao Yisha shuddered and looked at Bo Luoxun gloomily, "You brought me to Dongzhou just to humiliate me?"

"To make you face reality."

"Now that you've recognized it, what next? I said I won't be with you, whether he's there or not." Qiao Yisha pushed him away, walked straight into the corridor and headed towards the door of the villa.

Qiao Yisha's face remained calm, but her heart was bleeding. At this point, she could no longer deceive herself. Maybe Nangong Xianyue liked her and did not treat her as a substitute. Or maybe he had a little bit of true love for her, just a little bit would be fine.

But the body of Nangong Xianyue’s wife was there. Indeed, they looked exactly the same, even she herself could hardly tell them apart, let alone others.

She would not wait any longer for Nangong Xianyue’s answer. She had suffered enough humiliation.

As I thought about it, I felt depressed and gloomy.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman in a women's suit appeared in the hall.

Qiaosha thought it was someone who came to pay tribute, so she didn't pay any attention to it. Unexpectedly, the woman opposite reacted so strongly.

"Mr. Bo Luoxun... you are here," the person who came was Hua Ting, Qiao Yisha's former personal maid. She first saw the tall Bo Luoxun, and then glanced at Bo Luoxun beside him. This glance made her gasp, "Sister... Sister Yisha?"

Qiao Yisha frowned, "You got the wrong person, right? I'm not her."

Hua Ting strode forward, took Qiao Yisha's hand and looked her up and down, tears welling up in his eyes, "Impossible, I won't make a mistake, you are Sister Yisha, I won't make a mistake, you are finally back."

Qiao Yisha pulled her hand back, a little unhappy: "Your sister Yisha is still lying in there. It's not good for you to mistake someone else like this, right?"

"This..." Hua Ting looked at Bo Luoxun beside him, asking with his eyes what was going on.

Bo Luoxun smiled at Hua Ting, "Miss Housekeeper, she is indeed not the Nangong Qiao Yisha from Firth. She is the daughter of the Earl of Zhongzhou, Qiao Yisha, my fiancée."

Hua Ting looked at Qiao Yisha with tears in his eyes. No matter how he looked at her, they looked alike. The way they got angry, glared at people, and had such a proud look on their faces were exactly the same.

But now that Bo Luoxun and Qiao Yisha refused to admit it, she couldn't say anything, so she could only nod and said, "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person. I miss her too much and want to see her in my dreams."

"Yes, I understand." Bo Luoxun nodded.

"I heard from the guards that Mr. Bloxun came to see Sister Isa, so I wanted to entertain him and invite you to have lunch."

"No need, we are in a hurry and need to leave now."

"No, I have time." Joysa stopped and said, "I really like Falls Gardens. Can I stay for lunch and enjoy the scenery?"

"Isa, we have to go, otherwise..." Bo Luoxun was worried that Nangong Xianyue would come back. Dongzhou was Nangong Xianyue's base camp, and he might not be able to win if they really fought.

"Then go away. I said I want to stay. Can't you even fulfill this wish of mine?" Qiao Yisha asked coldly.

Bo Luoxun pondered for a while. Nangong Xianyue had probably finished the meeting and returned to Xizhou. She would not be able to make it in a while. Even if she knew, it would be useless. He had enough time to deal with it. Thinking of this, he nodded, "Okay, then stay for lunch."

"Okay, please come this way." Hua Ting made a gesture to them to invite him in.

At noon, delicious dishes were served on silver plates on the long table. The main seat was vacated, and Bo Luoxun and Qiao Yisha sat on one side, while Hua Ting sat opposite.

"I never thought that Mr. Bo Luoxun already has a fiancée." Hua Ting said with a smile.

"I'm not," Joysa retorted flatly.