"Jiaqi, get in the car."
"Xiao Ning, why is it you?"
Li Jiaqi looked at the boy driving slowly beside her with surprised delight.
"I flew here!"
"Haha! Stop joking."
Li Jiaqi liked Lan Yening's current demeanor—relaxed and natural.
She let her assistant leave first and got into his car.
"You didn't drink a little today, did you?"
"How do you know? Maybe I got drunk after just one glass!"
"Because your belly is bulging."
"Ah! Really?"
Li Jiaqi panicked instantly, looking at her stomach and instinctively touching it with her hand.
"Hey! Watch your image; there are HD cameras here."
"Ugh, what are you thinking!"
Li Jiaqi's face turned red in an instant, and she couldn't help but glance flirtatiously at the person beside her.
Lan Yening was calm and composed as usual.
"Aren't you filming? A party with the crew?"
"Yes! I've had enough drinks and slipped away early."
"Haha, seems like you ran into trouble."
