Mistaken Identity! He’s Not the Male Lead—He’s a Deranged Demon!
Mistaken Identity! He’s Not the Male Lead—He’s a Deranged Demon! Chapter 28: Naturally, It’s the Crown Prince

Chapter 28: Naturally, It’s the Crown Prince

Ji Xueli listened to the noises coming from the phone, and she knew exactly what was happening. It was nothing more than a girl approaching, Duan Qingyu shooing her away, but the method was a bit intimidating.

She changed her position and continued lying down, placing the phone on speaker mode beside her.

“I remember your reputation isn’t great outside, how come some people are so eager to approach?” Cheng Du muttered in disbelief. He had been sitting here just now, and none of the women even glanced at him. After all, wasn’t he from a wealthy family?

“Do you want to take the fortune?” Duan Qingyu glanced at him.

“Forget it, all the matters at your home, only you can handle them,” Cheng Du thought for a moment and immediately rejected.

Ji Xueli heard the key words. What was going on with the Duan family? Was it something like the plot twists in novels, where the father cheats and the mother dies tragically?

Wasn’t that the villain’s backstory? It had appeared in ancient novels too! Wow, this author must be a genius.

Duan Qingyu took a sip of wine but did not reply.

The phone remained silent for a long time. Cheng Du asked into the phone, “Xueli, are you still there?”

“Yeah, I’m reading the script,” Ji Xueli responded.

“Oh right, your drama starts filming tomorrow. How’s it going? Have you met the male lead? Who’s more handsome, him or the Crown Prince?” Cheng Du asked intentionally.

“Naturally, it’s the Crown Prince,” Ji Xueli answered sweetly.

Duan Qingyu lit a cigarette, the smoke swirling around him, blurring his expression, making it difficult to distinguish his feelings.

“Alright, once we’re back, we’ll visit your set,” Cheng Du said, deciding for her.

“Duan Qingyu can come, you stay busy,” Ji Xueli turned over.

Cheng Du’s expression fell. Couldn’t she say it a bit more tactfully?

Duan Qingyu heard this, and for the first time, his expression changed. He chuckled lightly and said, “Aren’t you afraid that the news will break tomorrow?”

Cheng Du remembered that Ji Xueli had always hated when news spread about her, so she never made her relationship with Ji Yanzhou public. Otherwise, there would be rumors about her relying on someone, even though she herself was from a prestigious family.

“It’s just news. You can buy it off,” Ji Xueli said indifferently. As an actress, how could she not have some rumors? She was an actor, not an idol.

“Wow, Miss Ji is so magnanimous,” Cheng Du teased. Since she went abroad, she’d changed quite a bit. Staying abroad really does change people. It would’ve been better if she had gone earlier…

“Actually, it’s Mr. Duan’s magnanimity. I’m his company’s artist,” Ji Xueli raised an eyebrow.

Duan Qingyu smiled but didn’t speak.

“You guys keep having fun, I’ll go over my script. Mr. Duan, don’t forget to visit the set,” Ji Xueli stretched lazily and reminded them.

The call was ended. Cheng Du shook his head at the phone. “Xueli is something else. While putting me down, she still praised you.”

“Ji Yanzhou is in the hospital. She went to visit him,” Duan Qingyu spoke up.

“Ah, from what she said, it seems that way. It ended badly, I think it’s probably because of his assistant. I’ve always felt something off about that person. They’re taking advantage of looking a bit like Xueli to cause trouble,” Cheng Du analyzed.

Ji Yanzhou’s assistant looked a little like Ji Xueli. Cheng Du suspected that was why she was still by his side.

“You could write novels,” Duan Qingyu commented after hearing his analysis.

“Right? I also think I’m quite talented. If my dad hadn’t had me manage the company, I might’ve gone into directing. Why don’t you sign me to your company?” Cheng Du said.

Duan Qingyu didn’t want to listen to his nonsense anymore. He stood up, ready to leave.

Cheng Du quickly followed. “This way, Xueli and I can really help raise the value of your company.”

“Impossible.”

“Oh.”

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