Of course, Zhou Yun stopped in time, preventing any embarrassing incident from occurring.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yun went to meet Shen Yao.
Shen Yao looked like an ordinary middle-aged man with a bit of extra weight. He didn't have the glamour of a celebrity, dressed in a simple black down jacket, with all his facial imperfections fully visible. However, his whole atmosphere changed when he smiled. It was a familiar smiling face that made people subconsciously smile along and feel at ease.
"Brother Yao, hello, I am Zhou Yun."
"Hello, Xiao Yun." Shen Yao waved his hand, "Let's not use formal titles, the constant 'yous' make my scalp tingle, I really dread it."
Zhou Yun gave an embarrassed smile.
The two, a man and a woman, naturally wouldn't meet alone privately.
Shen Yao's agent and Zhou Lan were also present.
However, both of them did not speak much, tactfully acting as the background.
