Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Because too much had happened in the last couple of days, and everyone knew the show was about to end, now the competition was basically just for entertainment, so no one was paying too much attention.

Zhao Yan was playing with a table tennis paddle alongside Zhao Yudie, "Just do your best in a bit, and don’t fall over."

"Okay," nodded Zhao Yudie.

At this moment, the director called Zhao Yan over to speak with him, leaving Zhao Yudie to wait for Zhao Yan on her own.

Unexpectedly, Wang Tianyu popped up from nowhere, "Yudie sister, you’re definitely going to lose."

Zhao Yudie didn’t like Wang Tianyu very much, "That’s nonsense, we’ll surely win."

"Tch," snorted Wang Tianyu, "my mom said, your dad is a spineless man, good for nothing. You can only win at planting rice in the field."

"How could you be so impolite!" Zhao Yudie’s eyes widened as she stared at Wang Tianyu, "My dad is amazing, not at all like what you’re saying."