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

"It's boring." Nangong Jinxing retracted his foot and stood up.

"Miss Nangong," the man stood up and called her, "Are you leaving Beizhou?"

Nangong Jinxing crossed his arms and replied coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

"Take me with you?" The handsome man looked at her.

"Stop dreaming. If you want to get involved with me, I advise you to give up the idea immediately if you don't want to die." Nangong Jinxing sneered.

"You misunderstood. I just want to follow you, take care of you and serve you. I have no other intentions." The man explained seriously.

Nangong Jinxing was really strange. She beat and scolded him every day, but he was reluctant to leave. He even wanted to go to Dongzhou with her. What was he thinking? Was he masochistic? Or did he want money?

Nangong Jinxing took out a stack of cash from her bag and threw it in front of the man: "I'll say this one last time, Lan Yu'an, don't show up in front of me again, take the money and get out."

Lan Yu'an stood straight in place, not even looking at the money, and said stubbornly: "Miss Nangong, I don't want money, I don't want anything, I just want to repay you."

Falls Gardens.

Qiao Yisha was chatting with Nangong Xianyue.

"Master, the butler is back to work." Qiu Yi walked in with a young man in a butler's uniform.

The man was about thirty years old. He wasn’t very good-looking, but he wasn’t ugly either. However, one glance at him would give one the impression that he was very smart.

"Master, Miss Isa." The butler walked up to them and greeted them.

"Well, have the things at home been dealt with?" Nangong Xianyue crossed her legs, leaned against the sofa, and asked the man who was standing straight in front of her.

"Yes," Butler Chen Lingfeng bowed slightly, "Thank you for your consideration, Master. Everything at home has been properly handled."

Nangong Xianyue nodded, "If there's anything you need help with at home, just let me know."

Chen Lingfeng was filled with gratitude and bowed several times: "Thank you, Master. You have helped me a lot. Lingfeng has no way to repay you. I will do my best to serve Fulce."

"You go and do your work first." Nangong Xianyue smiled slightly.

"Yes." Chen Lingfeng stepped out.

"What happened at the housekeeper's house?" Qiaosha sat aside, unable to remember why he came home.

"The housekeeper's mother is sick, and he took a long vacation to go back and take care of her." Qiu Yi answered her.

"Oh."

"Master, you have an invitation to a banquet tonight. It is hosted by Master Xu Zheyi. Master Xu said that he has just recovered from a serious illness and invited some good friends to get together. Take a look..." Qiu Yi held the tablet in his hand and looked at his schedule.

"It's Xu Zheyi again. He really has a refined taste." Nangong Xianyue said.

"Is... the elder's son, Xu Zheyi?" Qiao Yisha recalled this memory.

"Yes, he was in a car accident while drunk some time ago and was hospitalized for a while. He has only been out for a few days and he started holding banquets again." Qiu Yi was also helpless.

"I've just recovered from a serious illness, so I should celebrate," Nangong Xianyue thought, "Who knows, there might be some unexpected gains."

"Yes, I'll prepare it right away." Qiu Yi nodded.

"You don't have to go," Nangong Xianyue raised her hand to stop him and said, "Your injury is not fully healed yet, Yisha, come with me."

night.

A convoy led by a black Maybach drove steadily out of the Falls gate, forming a long dragon on the winding private road and heading to the destination unimpeded.

At the 'Ye Liu Qing' club, the motorcade stopped at the door in a high-profile manner. A group of well-trained bodyguards in black quickly got out of six or seven black cars and stood in front of the Maybach, guarding the people in the car.

It was a grand occasion, with many second-generation people gathered at the door to join in the fun. Xu Zhe, the host who organized the banquet, recognized the license plate number at a glance and hurried down the stairs to greet them in person.

The car door opened automatically, and the man in the back seat slowly got out of the car. He was wearing a black suit, a dark gold tie on his chest, and three bronze rings on his slender, bony fingers. He looked dignified and elegant, like an aristocratic prince. He smiled at Xu Zheyi and said, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see, Mr. Nangong." Xu Zhe shook hands with him. Even though they were both men, he couldn't help but admire the other's handsome appearance.

On the other side, Qiao Yisha got out of the car holding the driver's arm. She was wearing a golden off-shoulder long dress, her long, thick black hair was curled into big waves and draped over her white shoulders, and she was wearing a pair of nine-centimeter high heels of the same color. She had a cold expression, as if she was not of this world. Standing next to Nangong Xianyue, they looked like a perfect match.

"Wow—he's so handsome that I gasped." Someone in the crowd whispered.

"Master Nangong is really a prince, he looks unattainable, and exudes aristocratic temperament from head to toe."

"If I could date him for a day, I can't imagine how happy I would be."

"Woo woo woo, I'll be satisfied with just one hour."

"I've never seen the girl next to him. Is she some kind of lady or a celebrity? She looks so noble."

"I haven't seen it, but I'm so envious of her for being able to have close contact with Master Nangong..."

"Look, look, Master Nangong is so gentlemanly and gentle to her, extending his arm for her to hold."

"Help, how can someone be so perfect."

……

Qiao Yisha listened to the whispers with a calm expression, as if it was nothing unusual for her. She took Nangong Xianyue's arm and they slowly walked into the hall together.

"Master Nangong."

"Master Nangong, long time no see. I must have a good drink later."

"Mr. Nangong..."

During the banquet, people kept greeting him and chatting with him. Nangong Xianyue was surrounded by the crowd, his face remained calm, and he responded to everyone with a smile.

"Peacock." In the hall, a frosty-faced man looked at Nangong Xianyue coldly.

The man was tall, with all his brown hair combed back, revealing a full forehead. He had deep eyes and was wearing a dark blue suit. He had a strong aura and was holding a champagne glass between his fingertips, shaking it gently.

"I think you are envious." The beautiful woman next to him, who was wearing a dress of the same color as his, sneered.

"What's wrong with you, woman? You're speaking for him? What should I be envious of?" Long Junshen said dissatisfiedly.

"Look at others, how popular they are. Compared to you, others just say hello to you and leave. They don't dare to stay around you for long, for fear of being affected by you." Ning Wanrou picked up the juice and took a sip.

"I'm not an actor, why should I be popular?" Long Junshen pinched Ning Wanrou's chin, "They are too busy trying to please me, I don't bother to communicate with them."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Ning Wanrou pushed his hand away.

"Master Long, Wanrou, hello." A charming male voice with a smile came from the side.

Nangong Xianyue smiled and raised the goblet in his hand to the two of them. Qiao Yisha was standing next to him. When she saw Ning Wanrou appear here, she understood what the unexpected gain Nangong Xianyue was talking about.

When Long Junshen saw him, he reached out and pulled Ning Wanrou behind him, saying angrily, "I haven't even settled the score with you yet, but you're here to get close to me."

"Are you so wary of me?" Nangong Xianyue curved his thin lips, "You should thank me. If I hadn't taken her away, you wouldn't have been able to keep your child." His eyes swept over Ning Wanrou's belly. She was already pregnant, but apart from the slightly bulging belly, there was no difference between her and not pregnant at all.

"Stop flattering yourself and calling me by my name. Do you know each other well?"

"Enough, are you childish?" Ning Wanrou said impatiently, "You are not afraid of losing face, but Isa and I are."

Many people around were looking at them and whispering something. Long Junshen glanced at the crowd with a cold gaze, and the crowd immediately dispersed, some chatting and some dancing.

Ning Wanrou pulled Qiao Yisha aside and sat down.

Qiao Yisha immediately asked, "What's going on? Didn't you leave that day? Why are you next to him again?"

"He found me the day after I returned home. His power in Dongzhou is so huge that I can't even imagine."

"So, what about your family? Are they all right?"

"I told them that I was on a business trip and lost my cell phone. It's nothing serious. It's just that Yun Qi..." Ning Wanrou's eyes flashed with sadness.

"What's up with him?"