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

There was a sharp pain from the gunshot wound on her arm, and the right side of her skirt was almost stained red, like a huge blood rose blooming on the white skirt.

She covered her wound and walked into the hospital. The security guards didn't dare to stop her. No one knew what she was going to do.

Joysa took a tray with a bottle of alcohol, tweezers, scalpels, bandages and other things prepared on it.

She bit a roll of bandage and cut open the sleeve that was stuck to her flesh, revealing a bloody wound. She closed her eyes, picked up the bottle of alcohol, and poured it directly on the wound. She instantly trembled with pain, her pupils contracted violently, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and alcohol.

She slowed down, took the scalpel in her left hand, cut open the wound on her right arm, then used tweezers to take out the bullet. Finally, she spit out the gauze in her mouth, bandaged it, and when she stood up, she swayed and almost fell to the ground.

It was not the first time she was shot, nor was it the first time she had to treat the wound herself. Every time it was excruciatingly painful, but she could endure it. She was not afraid of pain. On the contrary, pain made her more conscious.

She took her bag and walked out of the hospital. It was getting dark and the rain was getting heavier. Even in June, she felt a little chilly.

Sitting in the car, she closed her eyes and sorted out these things in her mind. Chen Lingfeng had betrayed her, Nangong Xianyue was missing, and now she had no one to turn to and could only rely on herself.

She suddenly opened her eyes. Chen Lingfeng said at that time that there was someone who must let her go. This person might be the mastermind behind the scenes. He must be more powerful than Chen Lingfeng, otherwise Chen Lingfeng would never let her go.

That meant that this person knew her. She listed the faces of the people she knew one by one, passing them one by one, and finally stopped at Yin Feng's face. He had the same narrow eyes as Nangong Xianyue, a playful look, and a mask in front of people. He deliberately approached her...

There must be something wrong with this person. Why didn't she think of it earlier? She took out her cell phone, found Yinfeng's number and dialed it.

His fingers drummed on the steering wheel.

The phone rang again and again. Just when she thought no one was answering, a voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello?"

"Yinfeng, where are you?" Qiao Yisha asked impatiently.

"Me? I'm in the studio. What's wrong, Isa? Are you ready to follow me?" Yinfeng said leisurely.

This casual tone made Qiao Yisha wonder if she had guessed wrong. "Does what happened today have anything to do with you? Is it convenient for you to come out and see me now?"

"Okay, where do you see it?" Yinfeng stood up with his coat.

"I'll send you the location." Qiao Yisha hung up the phone, leaned on the steering wheel, and took a deep breath. Yinfeng did not answer whether today's incident had anything to do with him, but probably it did.

But Qiao Yisha's intuition told her that Yin Feng had no ill will towards her, otherwise he would not have taken any action in the many opportunities he had before. She had to find out what was going on. Yin Feng was willing to see her, which proved that the matter could still be discussed, and Nangong Xianyue's disappearance might also be related to him.

She forced herself to calm down. Nangong Xianyue would be fine. Maybe he just turned off his phone.

Qiaoisha started the car and drove to the place where she had agreed to meet Yinfeng.

The place she and Yinfeng agreed to meet was by the river. She was covered in blood and it was not convenient for her to go to a crowded place. Besides, it was not convenient for others to hear their conversation.

We drove to the riverside and got off the car. After waiting for about ten minutes, Yinfeng appeared. He was wearing a shirt. In the dark night, he really looked like Nangong Xianyue, especially his unrestrained and evil temperament, which was exactly the same.

Yin Feng put his hands in his pockets. He saw Qiao Yisha covered in blood from a distance and cursed softly. Then he walked over and asked, "Why don't you go to the hospital if you are injured?"

"It's okay," she shook her head, her face pale, "I have something to ask you."

"Go ahead." Yin Feng smiled.

"Where is Nangong Xianyue?"

"I don't know." A gloomy look passed across his face.

"Well, there was a rebellion in Falls Garden. Did you know about this?" Joysa observed his expression carefully, not missing any clues.

"What do you want to say?"

"I think these things are all related to you. You are the mastermind behind them." Joysa said straight to the point.

"Heh," Yin Feng raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "You overestimate me."

"So you know all these things? Let's not talk about anything else first. Tell me where is Nangong Xianyue now? Is he safe?" As soon as Qiao Yisha saw his reaction, she knew that he must know something, and asked, pulling his coat.

"Yes, I know these things."

A glimmer of light appeared in Qiao Yisha's eyes, but it went out the next second because Yin Feng said, "But I really don't know where he is. I'm not lying to you."

The string in her mind suddenly broke, and the tears she had been holding back burst out. She couldn't contact anyone, and no one knew where Nangong Xianyue had gone. She let go of Yinfeng's coat and leaned helplessly against the tree.

Fortunately, Nangong Jinxing went out to play with Lan Yu'an a few days ago. She couldn't sit still, so she went out to play by herself when she saw that Nangong Xianyue's injury was almost healed. Otherwise, if something happened to her, I dare not imagine what kind of chaos the Nangong family would be in.

"Who are you?" Joysa asked hoarsely, "You also have a mastermind behind the scenes, which means that this is a plan that has been planned for a long time, right?"

Chen Lingfeng said that he did not rebel after becoming the housekeeper, he had been lurking from the beginning. This was a trap that had been planned for nearly ten years. She could not imagine who in Dongzhou had such a great ability. Long Junshen was obviously not this person. His child was taken away, so it was very likely that something had happened to the Long family.

"You can say that." Yinfeng nodded.

"It was you who robbed Ning Wanrou's child, right?"

"good."

"What on earth are you trying to do?" Qiao Yisha yelled, "Why is Nangong Xianyue getting in your way? Why do you treat him like this?"

Yin Feng had a cold face and looked at Jiang in front of him without saying a word.

"Tell me where Nangong Xianyue is. You must know, right?" Qiao Yisha grabbed his arm. "I beg you to tell me, please."

"I do not know."

"If you don't tell me, I'll go find it myself."

Qiaosha let go of him, raised her legs and ran towards the car. After taking two steps, her eyes went dark and she fell down.

When she woke up, the light from the ceiling hurt her eyes. After a while of adjusting herself, she found herself in a room in an apartment, a place she had never been to before, still wearing the blood-stained clothes.

She got out of bed, took her bag from the bedside, and opened the door. The man on the sofa opened his eyes when he heard her voice. "Are you awake?"

"Is this your home?"

Yin Feng nodded, "Yeah, it's not as good as Firth Garden, so just make do with it."

She didn't answer and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going so late at night?"

"Looking for Nangong Xianyue."

"If you want to look for it, you can go during the day. Where are you going to look for it at night?"

"You really don't know where he is?" Qiaosha's tone was flat, but her eyes were cold.

“I really don’t…” Yin Feng hadn’t finished speaking when the phone on the coffee table rang. Yin Feng picked it up. He didn’t know what the other party said. His body seemed to tremble, and then he shouted, “Go find him. Go find him for me. Didn’t I tell you not to touch him? If he gets into trouble, all of you will be buried with him.”

He spoke in an angry tone and smashed his phone to the ground. His chest heaved violently. He sat on the sofa, put his fingers in his hair, and gasped.