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

Nangong Xianyue came out from the corner, looked at Yun Qi who was sweating in pain on the ground, and said to Xu Zhe: "At your banquet, besides Long Junshen, who else has this ability?"

"It's over, it's over," Xu Zheyi was overwhelmed, "I hope Young Master Long is okay." This is the power of power. The injured was still lying on the ground, but he was concerned about Long Junshen first.

"Don't worry, Mr. Long is unharmed." Joysa replied.

"Thank God, how did Yun Qi offend him? I'll call a doctor first, and hope nothing happens." Xu Zheyi only cared about Yun Qi's injuries at this time.

"No need," said Joysa as several black-clad bodyguards came in. "Just leave him to us."

"Ah, then I'll trouble you, Mr. Nangong." Xu Zheyi nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

After the bodyguards carried Yun Qi away, Qiao Yisha asked Xu Zheyi, "How do you know Yun Qi?"

Xu Zheyi said helplessly: "You all know that I have many friends. No matter what the other person's status or family background is, I am willing to get to know anyone who has a good impression of me."

"I met him a few times by chance and thought he was a nice guy. We became familiar with each other after a while. When I mentioned this party occasionally, he was very interested, so I... Well, he is usually a very sensible person, and something like this shouldn't have happened." If Xu Zhe had known that he would cause such a big trouble, he would not have brought him.

In Qiao Yisha's opinion, Yun Qi approached Xu Zheyi with a purpose, and that purpose was naturally to find Ning Wanrou.

"I have to call Young Master Long and find a time to come and apologize in person." As soon as Xu Zhe took out his cell phone, he knew that Long Junshen was so furious. Although he didn't cause it, it happened at his banquet after all, so he couldn't escape the responsibility.

"You don't have to worry about this matter. I will talk to Long Junshen," said Nangong Xianyue.

When Xu Zhe heard this, it was like heavenly music. He quickly put away his phone and said, "Thank you, Mr. Nangong. I'll treat you to a meal some other day when I'm free."

"It's just a piece of cake. You go ahead and do your work. It's getting late. I'm going back." Nangong Xianyue said goodbye to him.

"Okay, I'll take you there. I'm really sorry for today. Next time I will definitely treat you and Young Master Long well. As for Young Master Long... I'll leave it to you." Xu Zhe saw the two of them out and watched them get into the car.

The city is as bustling at night as it is during the day with its bright lights.

The car moved steadily along the bright road, with a faint scent of perfume lingering in the car. However, since both of them had drunk a lot of alcohol, the perfume was mixed with some alcohol.

The effect of the alcohol started to take effect, and Qiao Yisha rubbed her aching temples. Her breathing unconsciously became heavier, and she no longer dared to drink with Nangong Xianyue.

She turned her head to look at Nangong Xianyue beside her, who was leaning back in a chair with his eyes closed. Apart from the smell of alcohol on his body, he looked no different from usual:

The hair on both sides that had reached the ear length was combed up and styled, revealing the earlobes with two ear bone studs, and the back of the neck was covered by the hair ends; the nose bridge was straight, the thin red lips were slightly pursed, and the appearance was seductive, more delicate than that of a woman.

Everyone said that Long Junshen was tougher and more manly than Nangong Xianyue, and that his aura was not as good as Long Junshen's, but Qiao Yisha just thought that Nangong Xianyue was better, gentle and gentlemanly... She leaned against the car window, glanced at Nangong Xianyue's sleeping face, and was unconsciously absent-minded.

"Drunk?" Nangong Xianyue suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to stare at her, his gray pupils seemed to be captivating.

Qiaosha's heart skipped a beat and she shifted her gaze. "I'm fine, just a little sleepy." She could hardly open her eyes.

Nangong Xianyue nodded and said, "I'm surprised that you get along so well with Ning Wanrou. This is not like you."

Qiao Yisha blinked slowly, looked at the night scene passing by outside the window, and smiled softly: "My style should be to help others frame her and make her disappear from your sight forever, right?"

Nangong Xianyue remained silent.

"Indeed, I'm not afraid to tell you that this thought came to me after I recovered some of my memories. I am obviously a woman who will do anything to achieve my goals, so it is normal for me to do this," she closed her eyes, feeling dizzy and not knowing where she was, and spoke without restraint.

"I've been her substitute for so long, how could I save her? I should have kept it a secret from you and stood by and watched everything happen at the Long family that day, letting her fall into the trap. Even if the matter is exposed, I am not afraid of paying the price, as long as you never see her again..."

Nangong Xianyue’s eyes became increasingly cold.

"But I don't know why, a voice in my heart told me that if I did that, I would definitely regret it... So, I went against her advice and saved her, and her child, even though... I have always been her shadow..." Qiao Yisha's voice became smaller and smaller, and she fell asleep completely.

Nangong Xianyue looked at her thin figure, took off his coat and covered her with it, and whispered something, but Qiao Yisha had already fallen asleep.

When Joysa opened her eyes again, she saw a familiar scene: a living room with expensive decorations, a ceiling carved with angels of different sizes, and a ray of sunlight shining through the gaps in the heavy curtains.

"Hiss..." She sat up and found that her golden dress had been changed into a white nightgown. Her head felt like it was being pricked by needles. She thought back to last night and remembered nothing after leaving the banquet hall. It seemed that she had talked about something with Nangong Xianyue, but she couldn't remember the specific content. She didn't even know how she got off the car.

"Miss Isa, you're awake," the servant pushed the door open and placed a bowl of hangover soup on the bedside, "This is the hangover soup that the young master ordered to be cooked for you."

Qiao Yisha nodded and took it to drink, "Do you know when I will get home?"

"It was around twelve o'clock. You were unconscious at that time. Another servant and I helped you up." The servant replied.

"I know." She was so self-indulgent that she thought it was Nangong Xianyue who carried her in.

"Miss Isa, are you hungry? I'll go get some food."

"Okay, thank you." Qiaosha nodded. She was still feeling a little uncomfortable after the hangover and was too lazy to go downstairs.

She had just finished washing and tidying up her appearance when the servant pushed the door open. She wondered why he came in so quickly.

"Miss Isa," she said, empty-handed, "Master asked you to come downstairs and dine with him."

"Oh, okay, you go out first, I'll be there soon." She was a little surprised. After the servant left, she went into the cloakroom, took off her nightgown, and chose a light blue long dress made of satin. In front of Nangong Xianyue, she would never slack off.

The skirt fits perfectly, fitting her curvy figure and is ankle-length, paired with white high heels. Her freshly washed black hair is soft and flowing, casually draped behind her head. She looks tall and elegant, sexy yet cool.

When she walked into the restaurant, Nangong Xianyue was already sitting at the head seat at the long table, still dignified and proper. No matter when she saw him, he was always glamorous and handsome.

There was just a thin man sitting next to the main seat.

It was Yun Qi, his left arm wrapped in gauze.

"Master, Mr. Yun." Qiao Yisha walked over and greeted him.

Yun Qi stood up from his chair and nodded slightly: "Hello."

The servant pulled out a chair for Joysa, and she sat down gracefully, smoothing her skirts.