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

Qiu Yi clenched his fists and said, "Master, you should take good care of your injuries first, and then we will go to seek revenge and get Miss Ning back."

Nangong Xianyue smiled cynically: "The always cold and heartless eldest young master of the Long family actually has a soft spot."

"Qiu Yi." Nangong Xianyue continued, "Have you found out where Long Junshen is holding Wanrou?"

Qiu Yi nodded and said, "I found out, but..." He showed a puzzled expression.

"how?"

"Long Junshen brought Miss Ning back to the Long family's old house." Qiu Yi's face looked a little solemn.

Long Junshen is different from Nangong Xianyue. Compared to the pure and unselfish Nangong Xianyue, Long Junshen has many women. There are very few beautiful girls in Dongzhou that have not been touched by him. Being able to have a love affair with the heir of a family that is more powerful than thousands of people in Dongzhou, not to mention the resources and money that can be obtained, just for Long Junshen's amazing face, people can go all around Dongzhou.

However, although Long Junshen was affectionate, he was also cruel. Those girls would be abandoned at any time, let alone taken home. For a family like theirs, no matter how many women there were outside, no one would pay attention to them. They were just playing around, and both parties were willing. But taking them home would cause an uproar, because that would be like telling everyone that Ning Wanrou was not a toy for him, Long Junshen, and he wanted to marry her.

Nangong Xianyue was also surprised after hearing this, but then she thought of something and laughed, "His old man is not dead yet, so he can't marry her."

Yes, the Long family values ​​family business and has been arranging marriages for generations. There is no freedom of marriage, and Ning Wanrou's family is ordinary, even poor, so the Long family will definitely not agree to their marriage.

"Yes, but it is even more difficult to bring Miss Ning out of the Long family." Qiu Yi said.

Nangong Xianyue smiled meaningfully and said to Qiu Yi: "Uncle Long must be very angry about this. After I recover from my injury, I should find a chance to go to the Long family to comfort him."

Qiu Yi nodded: "I understand."

After Qiu Yi left, Nangong Xianyue casually opened the tablet at hand, and saw several posts pushed on it, "Long family heir Long Junshen brought his new lover to the xx club in a high-profile manner", "What is the background of Long Junshen's new girlfriend", "I met Long Junshen and his girlfriend in the underground garage of xx Hotel"...

Nangong Xianyue clicked on one of the photos. The protagonists of the photo were a handsome man and a beautiful woman. Long Junshen was wearing a silver-gray suit and had a neatly combed back hair. He was holding Ning Wanrou's waist and walking into the club. Ning Wanrou beside him had black hair that reached her waist, a tall figure, and was wearing a purple tube top dress, which was exactly what Nangong Xianyue was wearing when he met her.

Both of them were looking in profile, and both had the same arrogant and cold expressions. To outsiders, they seemed a perfect match, but Nangong Xianyue knew that when he saw Ning Wanrou looking at Long Junshen with eyes full of disgust, she must have been forced.

Not long after, these posts could no longer be viewed and were removed from the shelves.

It was either done by Old Man Long or by Long Junshen.

Out of sight, out of mind. Nangong Xianyue put down the tablet and lifted the quilt. Before he got out of bed, Qiao Yisha rushed over and held him down: "Master, Doctor Zhuang said you can't get out of bed. Just tell me what you want to do. I'll help you."

Nangong Xianyue glanced at her and said, "Can you help me relieve myself?"

Qiao Yisha was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "I can help you go." She turned her back and patted her shoulder, motioning Nangong Xianyue to get on.

Nangong Xianyue stood up and pushed her away, "I've suffered more injuries than this, and I can do it myself." Qiao Yisha had no choice but to give up and walked with him to the bathroom.

After Qiao Yisha helped him back to bed, she glanced at the time. It was one o'clock in the morning, but she was not very sleepy. Seeing that Nangong Xianyue was not sleepy either, she took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Can I ask why you brought me back to Falls Garden?" This was the only thing Joysa could think of.

"You've asked me this question before." Nangong Xianyue's eyes moved around her face, then moved away. "You're beautiful, and you're agile. Most importantly, you were only twelve years old at the time. Training you from a young age can ensure that you'll work wholeheartedly for me in the Nangong family."

He continued, "You have indeed been very loyal over the years. I was not wrong about you."

Qiaosha let out an "oh" and felt neither sad nor happy. It was pretty much what she had expected.

"It's a pity that you have lost your memory." Nangong Xianyue said, "Before you regain your memory, you should have a good rest in Firth, just treat it as a long vacation."

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Qiao Yisha was lying on the sofa, half asleep and half awake, when she heard the voices of Nangong Xianyue and Qiu Yi beside her, and vaguely heard her own name, as well as words like "call her back", "replace", "amnesia", and "I don't know how long". She opened her eyes and sat up.

Qiu Yi nodded to her on the sofa: "Morning, Miss Isa."

Qiao Yisha stood up, sleepy-eyed, and said good morning to Nangong Xianyue and Qiu Yi.

Seeing this, Qiu Yi said to Nangong Xianyue, "It seems like she hasn't remembered it yet."

Qiaosha paused on her way to wash up, becoming more and more curious about what she was like before.

After she came out of the bathroom, there was a girl in the living room. She had a baby face, a pair of big, twinkling eyes, and flaxen curly hair. She was as delicate and cute as a doll. She had a red whip on her waist. It made it hard to tell whether it was a weapon or an ornament.

The doll stood beside the bed, talking to Nangong Xianyue with her big watery eyes, and occasionally shook Nangong Xianyue's hand coquettishly, looking intimate yet cautious.

When the doll heard the footsteps, she subconsciously looked over. The moment she saw Qiao Yisha, she let go of Nangong Xianyue's hand at lightning speed, retreated to the corner of the wall, hugged her head, and looked as if she was facing a great enemy. She kept shouting, "Sister Yisha, spare me. I won't dare to do it again. Please don't hit me."

Qiao Yisha was confused. She looked at the expressions of Qiu Yi and Nangong Xianyue, who were both smiling as if they were watching a show.

"Okay, Wu," Qiu Yi shouted, "The master asked you to come back because Miss Isa has lost her memory."

Awu put down his hands that were holding his head and looked at Qiaoisha. He found that she was not staring at him fiercely as usual, but was looking at them confusedly.

"Why did you suddenly lose your memory?" Awu adjusted his hair and asked tentatively, "If you lose your memory, you shouldn't hit me, right?"

Joysa asked, "Did I beat you often before?"

Ah Wu nodded, tears welling up in her eyes, looking aggrieved: "Whenever I approached the young master, you beat me, snatched my whip and whipped me, saying that I was a vixen."

Qiu Yi and Nangong Xianyue next to them had calm expressions and said nothing, and it seemed that they knew the situation.

Qiao Yisha looked embarrassed and blamed herself in her heart for all the outrageous things she had done. At the same time, she said to Awu, "I'm sorry."