The Bluetooth headphones of the young girl in the next seat disconnected, and the sound of the song floated out.
Zheng Heng knew Song Zhaozhao so well that he could recognize her from just a voice.
The young girl who had accidentally played the music out loud felt embarrassed and smiled as she said, "I'm sorry, sir, my idol released a new song, and I've been listening to it these past few days."
"Song Zhaozhao."
The man, distinguished and handsome, looked every inch the businessman, yet he could accurately pronounce her name.
The young girl was shocked, her eyes wide as she stared at Zheng Heng, "Sir, are you also a fan of Song Zhaozhao? Our Zhaozhao even has fans as handsome as you!"
Zheng Heng smiled and said yes, he had listened to every song of Song Zhaozhao's.
