Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 597: Sore Back, Wobbly Legs

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Chapter 597: Chapter 597: Sore Back, Wobbly Legs

"Mr. Ye’s words, I don’t quite understand." Director Zhu forced a smile.

"Director Zhu, take a look at this."

Ye Cheng handed the manuscript he had written overnight to the director.

Director Zhu took it, and the more he read, the more surprised he became. He had never imagined that the situation could be resolved this way...

Seeing Director Zhu’s stern face suddenly relax, Ye Cheng knew he had convinced him.

"Mr. Ye’s proposal does indeed solve our urgent problem, but Miss Xia’s leg—" Director Zhu glanced at Xia Duoduo, who was still supporting herself with a single crutch behind Ye Cheng.

"The cast on her leg will be removed tomorrow, and I will personally ensure she does her rehabilitation. She’ll recover within a week."

"Good, good, that’s excellent." Director Zhu nodded happily.

After sending the two of them off, the assistant director came over. After reading Ye Cheng’s proposal, he couldn’t help but ask, "Let Xia Duoduo play two roles, both the second and third female leads? Can she really pull it off?"

"There’s no better option right now," Director Zhu replied. "Finding a new second female lead at this point would be troublesome, and you have to admit, Xia Duoduo’s acting is indeed better than Lin Qian’s. She’s perfectly capable of playing the second lead. We just need to tweak the second female lead’s backstory slightly, making her the long-lost sister of the third female lead."

"Don’t you think this setup will be even more compelling?" Director Zhu’s expression showed a glimmer of anticipation.

The second female lead is a malicious antagonist, but she’s also sisters with the kind-hearted third female lead. Such a character contrast adds more intrigue.

"But her leg..."

"It’s almost fully healed."

The assistant director nodded and didn’t ask further.

...

There were no human-related clues in Lin Qian’s fall from the building; in the end, it was determined that she had accidentally slipped. As for why the railing broke, that remains a mystery.

After some adjustments to the storyline, the film crew resumed shooting.

With Xia Duoduo taking on extra scenes, she barely had time to read through the script. During filming breaks, Ye Cheng personally supervised her rehabilitation. She finally managed to steal a moment to message Ji Wei.

"Little Wei, I finally understand how hard it is to be a good actress. Right now, I wish there were 48 hours in a day. Just look at me—I’m practically working myself to death!"

She attached a sweaty selfie taken during rehab.

Ji Wei, with her sharp eyes, noticed a fragment of fabric in the upper left corner of Duoduo’s selfie. It looked suspiciously like Ye Cheng’s usual dark blue suit.

She pressed her lips together slightly.

With Ye Cheng watching over Duoduo, she felt reassured.

"Put your phone down!"

A sudden, emotionless male voice sounded from behind, making Xia Duoduo shrink her neck in surprise. She quickly put her phone down, not daring to get distracted again.

"Straighten your back and keep moving forward."

Ye Cheng had one hand in his pocket, issuing commands nearby.

She had already walked back and forth over ten times and felt sore in her waist and weak in her legs.

Xia Duoduo grumbled quietly, "Great Demon King, you just can’t go a day without tormenting me, can you?"

"What are you saying?"

"N-nothing."

She hadn’t expected him to hear her mumbling so softly, and immediately shut her mouth obediently, continuing to practice walking along the wall.

At that moment, Ye Cheng’s phone suddenly rang.

Xia Duoduo saw his expression freeze slightly as he glanced at the phone before walking out to answer it.

Who could it be? And why did he specifically step outside to take the call...

A name abruptly popped into her head, and Xia Duoduo’s expression changed.

"What is it?" Ye Cheng asked, his voice flat, as he held the phone to his ear with one hand in his pocket.

"A Cheng, guess where I am?"

From the other end of the line, Zimei’s cheerful voice came through.