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

Zhu Qingsi handed her the bulletproof vest and said, "Put it on."

"It's not necessary..." Qiao Yisha picked up the bulletproof vest, which was obviously heavy, "I can't move freely after putting it on."

"Which is more important, life or free movement?"

"No!" Qiao Yisha threw it on the sofa. "It's so heavy that I won't be able to run away if I run into bad guys."

"Put it on, or you're not allowed to go out." Zhu Qingsi sat on the sofa with his arms folded, looking like he wouldn't negotiate.

Qiao Yisha curled her lips, sat next to Zhu Qingsi, pulled Zhu Qingsi's sleeve and shook him, and softened her tone: "Brother Asi, let's go quickly, I promise that nothing will happen and I will protect myself."

Zhu Qingsi's mouth corners could not help but almost curl up to the sky, but were forced down again, "How can you promise?"

"If anything goes wrong, I will run non-stop. Besides, I already brought self-defense tools with me, so wearing a bulletproof vest is really tiring."

"Have you brought it? Check it again."

Qiao Yisha pulled out the gun from her waist, showed it to her, and then put it back. "This is a gun,"

Then she lifted the hem of her long skirt, revealing her slender white legs. A black butterfly knife was tied to her thigh, creating a sharp contrast with her snow-white skin.

"Here's the knife. Look, it's all ready."

Zhu Qingsi took a look and quickly looked away. His previous brotherly attitude was completely gone, and his ears turned red: "Why...put it down quickly."

"Don't worry, it's not like I'm not wearing any pants," Qiaosha let down the hem of her skirt. "How about it? Are you relieved now?"

After what happened, Zhu Qingsi was still a little scared.

But he knew that if a normal person stayed at home every day, he would get sick even if he was healthy, let alone a girl with such a lively personality.

"Well, let's go."

The workplace that Qiaosha mentioned was a hospital, which was not far away, just a 20-minute drive away.

The hospital covers a large area. A red cross is lit on the cone on the roof. Everywhere you look, there is silence and solemnity.

The two walked to the reception desk in the lobby and explained their purpose. The receptionist threw a form at her and said lazily, "Fill out the form and you can go to the fifth floor to register."

Qiao Yisha took the employment form and sat aside. Just as she was about to write, Zhu Qingsi stopped her and said, "You don't have to write the real information."

"Huh?" Qiaosha was puzzled. Why didn't she fill in real information for the job?

Zhu Qingsi took out an ID card from his pocket.

"I'll have someone make you a new ID card today. You'll live here with this identity."

Qiao Yisha took it and looked at it. The face on the ID card was only 30% similar to hers, with black hair and black eyes, and the name, age and address were all fake.

"Won't it be discovered?"

"What did you find? This is the official ID card of Yezhu Island." Zhu Qingsi curled his lips, "Besides, no one will care even if it's fake."

"Yes," Qiao Yisha filled in the information on the certificate one by one, and filled in Zhu Qingsi's name in the emergency contact column, which was of course, also Zhu Qingsi's pseudonym.

The entire information sheet, except for the phone number and bank card account, is all fake, although it is true in some ways.

"Then I'll go upstairs. You go ahead and do your work." Qiao Yisha stood up and said goodbye to Zhu Qingsi.

"Well, be sure to call me if you have anything."

For some reason, Zhu Qingsi walked out of the hospital and looked at the huge cross above his head. He wanted to rush in and take the person out. He couldn't let go of the worry in his heart.

The image of Joysha lying in the ice room flashed through his mind. He clenched his fists and told himself that enough was enough. She was not that person. They were just casual acquaintances. He should not care too much about it.

I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, clarity returned to my vision.

The phone rang and he answered it calmly: "Yes, I'll be right there."

-

Qiao Yisha asked the information desk where to report to the fifth floor. They told her to go to the utility room on the fifth floor to find a new set of work clothes by herself, and a doctor would call her for help later.

Qiaosha thought this was too unconventional, but then she remembered that this was Yezhu Island, and she couldn't think normally.

As she stepped out of the elevator, the smell of blood mixed with disinfectant rushed into her nostrils, making her frown involuntarily, but fortunately it was within her tolerable range.

I followed the signs to the utility room, rummaged through the drawers and found an unopened nurse's uniform. I put it on, but before I started looking for a ward, I heard a noise.

"Nurse, nurse."

Joysa looked and saw a bald doctor.

"Hey, what are you standing there for? Come with me and help."

"Oh, it's coming."

-

Dongzhou.

night.

One after another, black cars drove on the private road within the Nangong family's territory, heading to their destination - Nangong family, Fowles Garden in an orderly manner.

The man sitting in the back seat of the leading vehicle was the owner of this place.

"boom--"

The explosion suddenly erupted, mercilessly breaking the tranquility at the moment.

In an instant, the vehicle exploded, flames shot into the sky, and the huge impact swallowed up everything around it, and cars were blown up and smoke.

As expected, the people in the car died on the spot, the wreckage was splattered with blood, and thick smoke billowed.

In the distance, a pair of eyes took in all of this through a telescope. A gleam of light flashed in their eyes, and they reported the incident truthfully.

"good."

After answering the phone, the lady showed a satisfied look on her face and stood up from the golden armchair inlaid with hundreds of gems. The maid beside her quickly stepped forward to support her.

The lady's heavy and complicated skirt dragged on the smooth floor as she slowly walked into the king's study.

A blond man in white was sitting in front of the desk. The moonlight poured in from the window behind him, casting a layer of soft light around him, as smooth as jade and spotless.

The picture is as beautiful as a vintage oil painting.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the piles of documents that are making him anxious.

"His Majesty."

Upon hearing the voice, Mogaxianer tightened his grip on the pen, then put on a smile and looked up at the person who came.

"Mother."

"I'm here to tell you a good news." The noble lady Xueru stood in the empty space beside the desk, with a gentle smile on her well-maintained face, but there was suppressed madness in her eyes.

"What good news." Mogaxianer's heart skipped a beat.

Xueru raised her hand slightly, signaling the maid to go out.

In the huge study room, only mother and son were left.

"You can be king now, my child. I have eliminated all those who stand in our way."

"What do you mean?"

Xueru's red lips curled up: "Nangong Xianyue is dead."

Moga Xianer stood up and walked to Xueru: "Mother...what are you talking about?"

"I sent people to plant a bomb on the path he had to take, and he and his damn lackey were turned into pieces. Hahahaha..." Xueru couldn't help laughing out loud when she thought of that scene.