Peng Peng hastily stood up when she saw Jiaojiao walking over.

“Take a seat, there’s no need to be so polite.” Sheng Jiaoyang sat on the other end of the sofa.

Sheng Jiaoyang was very casual, but Peng Peng felt very nervous.

Peng Peng sat back down and said politely, “Jiaojiao… no, Miss Xu. Don’t worry. I definitely won’t leak your real status out!”

“Why are you suddenly acting so distant?” Sheng Jiaoyang asked with a smile.

“I…” Peng Peng smiled with embarrassment, “I also find it a bit weird to call you Miss Xu. I don’t think any fan would address their idol in such a professional way. I’ll stick to calling you Jiaojiao then. I hope you won’t mind.”

“There’s no need to speak so politely too. It sounds very awkward. Have you thought about the topics and questions you wanted to interview me about?” Sheng Jiaoyang took the cup of tea that Zeng Huan brewed for her and slowly took a sip.

“Yep. If any of my questions make you uncomfortable, you don’t have to answer them. I will automatically move on and ask a different question.” After receiving the latter’s approval, Peng Peng turned on her recording pen and...