Liang Zixuan immediately took the keys out of the pocket of her pajamas.
As they walked to her car, she asked Jia Zexi, "You still can't afford a car?"
Ever since the video footage of the competition aired, Jia Zexi had been on fire overnight. Although the album had not yet been released, many entertainment producers had already presented him with contracts and asked him to appear on their shows.
Although Jia Zexi was not a first-ranking singer, but with two entertainment shows, he could probably earn money to buy a normal car.
One hundred thousand yuan and less, it was no problem for him at all.
That's what Liang Zixuan thought.
Jia Zexi smiled and shook his head. "You are pregnant, how can I let you drive?"
Liang Zixuan suddenly stopped and looked at her belly. "Has it become so obvious? Are you starting to worry about me too?"
