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

"Wanrou... don't ask him, I won't feel any pain..." Yun Qi's intermittent voice came from the phone.

Ning Wanrou sobbed, "How can it not hurt? You lost so much blood. Yun Qi, you have to hold on. Please don't be in any trouble..."

Nangong Xianyue reached out and turned off her phone with a click, then threw it to Qiu Yi. She sat back in her seat and raised her eyebrows. "I've seen it. Can we eat now?"

Ning Wanrou burst into tears, "Asshole, let Yun Qi go and heal his wounds."

"If you obey me, I will agree to your request."

"You should ask someone to treat his wounds first."

Nangong Xianyue raised her hand, Qiu Yi called up the surveillance video again, and Nangong Xianyue said calmly: "Keep fighting."

"Yes." The man in black in the basement took out a bloody whip.

"No," Ning Wanrou rushed over and snatched the phone, "I'll eat it, I'll eat it, I'll listen to whatever you say, let him go."

Nangong Xianyue was satisfied and turned off his phone. He lowered his eyes to look at Ning Wanrou and said, "Don't ever try to negotiate with me."

Qiao Yisha noticed that there were faint dark circles under Nangong Xianyue's eyes. Could he... have sat in Ning Wanrou's room all night?

Ning Wanrou sat down and went through the motions of eating like a robot, woodenly stuffing food into her mouth, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Qiaoisa walked out of the main castle and headed towards the servants' dining room. On the way, she kept thinking about the sentence in her dream, "She will kill the young master." But now, it was obviously the young master who harmed her more. Why did she dream about these things?

"Sister Yisha!" Qiao Yisha was patted on the shoulder and a boy's slightly nasal voice sounded in her ears. She turned her head and saw the boy smiling at her with his eyes narrowed, revealing a pointed fang, looking very youthful.

"Good morning." Joysa greeted with a blank expression.

"What's wrong, Sister Isa? You look listless. Have you been hurt by the young master again?" Zhu Qingsi said with a grin.

Joysa glanced at him and said nothing.

"I've said it before, a man like the young master is not suitable for you. You both seem to be kind to the people around you, but in fact you are extremely strong and cold in your bones. Even if you are together, it won't last long."

Qiao Yisha wanted to laugh when she heard this. "I'm kind? I always beat and scold the servants. This is the first time I've heard that I'm kind."

"No, no, no, the young master is as kind as ever. Although he is very nice to every servant in Firth, I can feel that the young master is actually very cold. As for you, since you lost your memory, you are not as kind to the people around you as before. You even take the initiative to talk to others, but you are still cold, except for the young master. So you are actually the same kind of people. Two people who are too similar will not get together."

Qiaoisha always heard them talk about the past. Although most of her memories had been restored, she still had no concrete concept. She thought it was impossible for the same person to be so different. It was not until the dream last night that she saw her past self with her own eyes that she realized that if you didn't look at the face, no one would have thought that this was the same person.

"So what do you think, I was better the way I was before, or now?"

Zhu Qingsi said without hesitation, "Now."

Qiaosha murmured, "I think it would be better to return to the way it was before as soon as possible." That way, there wouldn't be so many worries.

"What did you say, Sister Isa?" Zhu Qingsi didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing, let's go, I have things to do after breakfast back in the main castle."

After finishing their breakfast in the servants' restaurant, Qiao Yisha and Zhu Qingsi walked back together and said goodbye to each other at the gate of the main castle.

Qiao Yisha walked in and saw Zhuang Qianchen, wearing a white coat. He was bending over to bandage Nangong Xianyue. His assistant next to him was holding a tray full of bloody alcohol cotton.

She walked closer and saw the wound on Nangong Xianyue's arm. She felt distressed: "How did the young master get injured? Who did it?" Who in the entire Fels dared to hurt him?

Qiu Yi replied: "Miss Ning suddenly stabbed me with a knife..."

“Qiu Yi.” Nangong Xianyue suddenly raised her head to stop him from continuing, and said calmly: “It’s a minor injury, nothing serious.”

Qiao Yisha clenched her fists at her side. Was she so worried that she would take revenge on Ning Wanrou?

It turned out that in his heart, she had always been such a vicious and jealous woman. Although she was completely different from before, he was still on guard against her in front of Ning Wanrou.

But, so what? Isn’t it enough that she tried her best to help Nangong Xianyue?

She relaxed her grip and asked, "How is the young master's injury? Is it serious?"

After bandaging the wound, Zhuang Qianchen stood up and put the things on the tray in the assistant's hand. "Fortunately, Ah Yue is in good health. To put it bluntly, her skin is thick, so the wound is not deep."

Nangong Xianyue put down his shirt sleeves nonchalantly, "How's Wanrou?"

Chen Lingfeng replied: "Miss Ning is fine. She has returned to her room. She is just in a bad mood and keeps crying."

Nangong Xianyue felt annoyed after hearing this. This woman, worrying about this and that, does she still remember that she is a pregnant woman?

He stood up and strode upstairs.

When he opened the door, he saw Ning Wanrou lying on the table, looking out the window with red eyes. Nangong Xianyue frowned and walked in.

Ning Wanrou raised her head and glanced at him coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"This is my home. I am free to go wherever I want."

"When will Yun Qi be released?" Ning Wanrou changed the subject.

"Is Yun Qi the only one in your eyes?" Nangong Xianyue approached her, "Oh, and Long Junshen, you panicked when he was shot."

Ning Wanrou thought of Long Junshen, the pain in her heart intensified, and she had difficulty breathing, "What does it have to do with you? What exactly do you want to do by trapping me here?"

"Can't you see? I want you." Nangong Xianyue looked at her adorable yet stubborn face and raised his hand to touch her hair.

Ning Wanrou suddenly opened his hand, "Are you crazy?" How was it possible? Nangong Xianyue had no connection with her. She had been a pregnant woman since they met. How could he have such a strong taste?

The wound on Nangong Xianyue's arm was torn, and bright red blood oozed out of his shirt. He didn't care at all and smiled softly, "You will know whether I am crazy or not."

"I'm a pregnant woman, are you a pervert?" Ning Wanrou shouted at him.

"First of all, don't say such spoiling things to kids at a time like this. Secondly, no matter what you say, I never take advantage of anyone verbally." He reached out to loosen his tie and narrowed his narrow eyes.

Ning Wanrou smelled danger and hurriedly ran to the door. A pair of big hands hugged her tightly from behind, imprisoning her. Her back was pressed against Nangong Xianyue's hot chest, and she immediately got goose bumps. She struggled: "Get away, bastard, let me go."

The door was ajar. Qiu Yi and Qiao Yisha, who were guarding the door, heard the noise, looked at each other, and roughly knew what had happened.

Joysa bit her lower lip and her face turned pale.

"Sister Yisha, why don't you go and have a rest first." Qiu Yi said when he saw her unhappy expression.

Hearing your loved one being intimate with someone else is like stabbing a knife in your heart.

"It's okay," she shook her head gently, "It's just Miss Ning, her belly..."

Qiu Yi said calmly, "As long as she doesn't struggle violently, it's okay to have sex after she's three months pregnant."

"Um……"

The occasional quarrels and chasing sounds in the room made her feel dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

Accomplishment, it turns out is so difficult.

"Bang——" The sound of a vase breaking was suddenly heard in the room.