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

Qiu Yi and Qiao Yisha thought something was wrong and immediately pushed the door open.

Inside the room, Ning Wanrou stood among a pile of vase fragments, still holding a piece in her hand against her neck, her clothes disheveled and her expression determined.

Nangong Xianyue wasn't in much better condition. The bandage on his arm was bleeding, his shirt was wide open, and there were several red marks on his chest and abdominal muscles, all from Ning Wanrou.

"Master, how are you?" Qiu Yi stepped forward to check Nangong Xianyue's arm. Nangong Xianyue did not answer him, but stared at the fragments in Ning Wanrou's hand and said coldly, "You get out."

Ning Wanrou immediately shouted, "Isa, stop."

Several people looked at her in confusion.

Ning Wanrou panted and looked at Qiao Yisha, "Are you going to watch the man you love most rape another woman and do nothing? Stop him now."

"She is not qualified." Nangong Xianyue smiled.

Qiaoisa lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"If you have needs, there are plenty of women available to you. There is one ready-made one next to you. She loves you so much, why don't you go to her instead of forcing a pregnant woman like me." Ning Wanrou cursed in her heart whether these rich people were all perverts who liked to force others.

When Qiao Yisha heard Ning Wanrou's words, she felt extremely embarrassed.

Nangong Xianyue said indifferently, "Yes, you are right, I like to force others."

Qiu Yi realized that they were not needed here, so he said, "Young Master, let's go out first." He turned around and pulled Qiao Yisha out.

When Qiao Yisha turned around, she heard Ning Wanrou's trembling voice behind her, "Don't come over here. If you come over again, I'll die in front of you." She continued to walk out without stopping.

Nangong Xianyue bet that she would not be willing to harm herself for the sake of her child, so she pressed on.

Seeing that she could not threaten him, Ning Wanrou closed her eyes with a fearless attitude, pressed the fragments in her hand down hard, and hot blood gushed out instantly.

Nangong Xianyue was stunned where he was. He didn't expect that she would really resist him to the point of risking her life. His expression collapsed for a moment. Seeing the glaring blood flowing from Ning Wanrou's neck, his heart seemed to be torn apart. "I won't go over. Stop it. Let go."

Qiao Yisha walked to the door and turned back when she heard Nangong Xianyue's voice. Seeing this frightening scene, she didn't have time to think about it. She rushed to Ning Wanrou like the wind, grabbed her wrist, causing her to lose strength and shake off the fragments. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and pressed it on her wound. Ning Wanrou's lips were pale, and she leaned in Qiao Yisha's arms.

Qiu Yi quickly took out his cell phone and called Zhuang Qianchen. After Zhuang Qianchen answered the call, he rushed to Ning Wanrou's room, thinking that he had just bandaged Nangong Xianyue and now Ning Wanrou was injured again. These two people are really mortal enemies.

Nangong Xianyue took Ning Wanrou from Qiao Yisha's arms and carefully carried her to the bed. She covered Ning Wanrou's neck with her big hands and shouted to Qiu Yi, "Is Zhuang Qianchen here?"

"I've already called and will be there soon." Qiu Yi replied immediately.

"Call and urge him to hurry up." He looked at Ning Wanrou's pale face and felt extremely anxious.

"I'm coming, don't rush me." Zhuang Qianchen strode in, and the assistant carrying a medicine box behind him was also panting.

Nangong Xianyue stood up and gave her seat to Zhuang Qianchen. "Hurry up and take a look at her wound. Is her life in danger?"

Zhuang Qianchen lifted up the red-stained handkerchief, took out the hemostatic medicine from the medicine box, sprinkled it on the wound, and the blood stopped flowing out visibly.

Zhuang Qianchen looked at the injury and said to Nangong Xianyue, "Don't worry, the aorta is not injured, and there is no danger to life."

Nangong Xianyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Yisha saw that the gauze on Nangong Xianyue's arm was also stained with blood, but he didn't care at all. His attention was all on Ning Wanrou. She walked over and said, "Master, your wound has split. Let me bandage it for you again."

Nangong Xianyue then looked down at his arms, took off his red-stained shirt and threw it to Qiu Yi, then sat on the sofa.

Qiao Yisha took out the tools from the medicine box, skillfully unwrapped the gauze, carefully disinfected Nangong Xianyue's wound, and re-bandaged it. During the whole process, his eyes were always on Ning Wanrou.

Qiaoisha smiled bitterly in her heart. Now it was a luxury for her to even look at herself.

Zhuang Qianchen treated Ning Wanrou's wound, felt her pulse, stood up and said to Nangong Xianyue: "Her wound is not deep. It will be fine if we change the dressing on time, but..."

"Just say what you want to say." Nangong Xianyue frowned.

"She has the symptoms of miscarriage, her mood swings are drastic, and she's injured. If she continues to suffer, I'm afraid she won't be able to keep the baby."

Nangong Xianyue looked at Ning Wanrou's sleeping face and said in a cold voice, "It doesn't matter if Long Junshen can't keep his child. He can still have another child in the future after recuperation, right?"

At this moment, Ning Wanrou seemed to be awakened by his words. She opened her eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Help me, save my child."

Nangong Xianyue saw her weak face, and her hard heart softened instantly, "I didn't say I wouldn't help."

Zhuang Qianchen understood and quickly wrote a prescription on a piece of paper. He handed it to his assistant and asked him to bring the medicine over.

"Ms. Ning, please don't get too excited. It's best not to get out of bed recently so that you can give birth to the baby safely." Zhuang Qianchen warned.

Ning Wanrou nodded.

Nangong Xianyue walked over, bent down and extended his hand to Ning Wanrou.

"What are you going to do?" Ning Wanrou asked vigilantly.

"I'll give you another living room. Do you want to raise your baby in this room full of blood?"

"Young Master, your arm is still injured." Qiao Yisha stopped Nangong Xianyue. If he was subjected to more force, his wound would split open again.

Ning Wanrou sat up and said coldly, "Don't touch me. I'll go to which room by myself."

Nangong Xianyue let it go seeing how she was resisting, and told Qiao Yisha, "Help Wanrou go to the room next to me."

The rooms in the main castle are cleaned every day and any room can be occupied at any time. After Qiao Yisha settled Ning Wanrou down, she turned and left.

After hearing Nangong Xianyue instructing Qiu Yi to arrange for someone to take care of Ning Wanrou, she volunteered to step forward, "Master, I can do it."

Ning Wanrou was much more familiar with her than the others and acquiesced.

Nangong Xianyue refused, "You are needed somewhere else. You should go back to the dark world."

Although she could tell that Nangong Xianyue was eager to get rid of her, she still compromised and nodded, "Yes."

Instead of watching him asking about other people's well-being in the main castle every day, it would be better to do some real work.

Joysa was feeling a little depressed. She left the main castle and walked aimlessly in the Falls Garden. She didn't know how long she had been walking when she suddenly came to her senses and looked at the river in front of her. It was already dusk. She had been walking in Falls for two hours.

She found a rock to sit on, with the patrolling black-clad bodyguards and the servants running at night following behind her.

The river breeze was cool. She looked at the scenery in the distance. Suddenly, a voice sounded in her ears, disturbing the moment of silence.

"Ms. Isa...Ms. Isa, is that you?" the man's voice asked cautiously.

Qiao Yisha turned her head and saw several people wearing black uniforms from the Dark Realm, both men and women. "What's wrong?"

"I heard that you are going back to the dark world. Congratulations, Miss Isa." A woman said with a flattering smile.

"Just now I said from a distance that she looked like Miss Isa, but I wasn't sure. I didn't expect it to be true."

"Yes, Miss Isa, why are you here?"

Several people gathered around Qiaosha and talked at once.

"Relax, I'll be back in a few days. What's wrong?" Qiaoisha asked curiously.

"Ah... that's great."

"Great, Miss Isa, you are finally coming back."

Seeing their attitude, Qiao Yisha began to have doubts in her heart. Could her relationship with them be so good? But these people didn't seem to be pretending to be happy.