Song Jingwan opened her mouth. But before she got to respond, Zhou Manli spoke up again, "Our Jingwan is so talented, of course she got first place again!"
Song Jingwan felt frustrated. Her lips twitched and she took a deep breath. "Let's not talk about this~ Mom, we should go rest."
Zhou Manli didn't think much of this.
In her heart, she never had to worry about Song Jingwan; she was good at everything and she had many talents. At a mahjong table of women, it was normal for them to talk about their children.
For example, the awards they received and their exam results...etc.
It was an unspoken competition.
And amidst this competition, Song Jingwan never disappointed.
This time was no different.
...
Late at night. Zhou Manli was asleep.
However, Song Jingwan was tossing and turning. In the end, she sat up in the dark and quietly left the room.
She unlocked her phone. There was a video in her storage.
