บท 1240: Slapped in the Face by Her Own Son

Jiang Yao walked around her to the coffee table and bent down to pick up a bottle of water. He unscrewed the cap and took a sip, then put it down and looked at his stunned mother. "I plan to treat Nian Nian to a meal."

"You invited her to dinner?" Tang Wanru's eyebrows twitched. Her heart was floating in the air and she couldn't find a foothold. "There's no need, right?"

Jiang Yao looked at her in confusion.

He wanted to treat Qiao Nian to a meal. What did she mean by no need?

Tang Wanru was preoccupied and said to herself, "So what if she enters the next round? It's just a competition. Not to mention that she enters the next round, it has nothing to do with us even if she gets a ranking in the competition. We don't have to curry favor with her just because she participated in a competition…"

"Mom!"

Jiang Yao frowned and interrupted her forcefully, telling her to stop talking.