A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Blue veins stood out on Mary's forehead. Did Essie want to rebel? It seemed that she couldn't just use soft measures, which would only make Essie complacent and want to ride roughshod over her mother-in-law. When necessary, she had to use tough methods.

Looking at the anger on her face, a malicious smile quietly fell from the corner of Leila's mouth.

On the second day, Mary specially told the kitchen not to cook for Essie. Her lunch and dinner must be the same as the other two.

Hearing this, Zac frowned and said, "Mommy, you misunderstood. These are not prepared for Essie, but for my unborn child."

"We are not sure if it is your child now." Mary rolled her eyes at her son. He couldn't tell right from wrong for this woman.

"Don't mind the nonsense outside. Of course the child is mine." Zac said firmly.

Two days ago, a maid working in D Island told him an extremely important situation. When she got up and went to the bathroom in the morning, she saw that Eve helped the unconscious Essie into the room of that bastard.

According to the situation and the puzzlement of Essie after she woke up, that bastard was likely to have an attempted crime. As for what happened in the middle, it was likely that only when Eve woke up could he figure it out.

But from this point, it could be inferred that 99% of the baby in Essie's belly was his. That bastard was not so lucky.

"I don't believe anyone unless I see the paternity test report." Mary said angrily. She hoped that the child was not her son's, so that Essie would bear a shame for the rest of her life and would never be able to raise her head in front of the Rong family.

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter. You can't stop Essie to get the nutrition for the baby. He didn't do anything wrong." Zac said in a strong tone, "if you insist on punishing my innocent child, I can only take his mother out, lest my child be implicated."

Mary was exasperated. Judging from her son's tough attitude, it was obvious that he was not willing to give in. According to his personality, no matter what he wanted to do, no one could stop him.

"Well, well, you can do whatever you want." She waved her hand. She couldn't argue with her son on trifles and make the relationship between her and her son stiff. At that time, it would be the little tramp who would be happy.

Zac also gave her a step down, and his expression became gentle. "Mommy, I know you are always the most reasonable."

At the filming site of Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival in Hengdian.

As soon as the movie was finished, Eva went to the lounge with Jim to eat and drink with him and repay her debt of gratitude.

someone cooked three meals a day on the film set in the

of Eva, he specially ordered

assistant had

lit up and her

yam and fish soup, Lily meatballs, shredded pork fried with abalone mushroom,

a mocking smile

Eva rubbed her hands excitedly, picked up

and exclaimed. The most important thing

she guessed that this should be the only place they could share

way she treasured food, the expression on her face and her good appetite were really very interesting. It was good to eat with Eva. If one day he didn't have a good appetite, he would put her aside. It would definitely be faster and better than the effect of the

good at cooking." She clicked her

crap. Can he stay if

free. I'll pay for your food, ok?" Eva swallowed

smile on his face. "Do I need that much money? If you really feel a little embarrassed, you can treat me a big meal every weekend when we come back to Dragon

her. As long as she could continue

down to him. As long as he conquered her big

cook's cooking skills are not as good as 1/10 of mine." He said slowly, like a breeze

wrong? The mysterious emperor

her ear, "Jim, can you cook? How

paste noodles I made last time?" Jim

Italian Sauce. Her saliva dripped as soon

such delicious meat paste noodles in her life. Even the best Italy restaurant and Michelin five star chef couldn't cook such delicious

for many days, but unfortunately, she might never be able

Jing family and the supreme God in the entertainment circle, how could you cook?" She was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped, as if Columbus had discovered a

his arms over his chest and leaned against the back of the chair, looking lazy. "Sometimes, it's also a very comfortable thing to make a meal to

pouted. For foodies, this was an excellent way to relax. She often made dessert herself when she had nothing to do. But she never expected that the Jim had the same hobby as her.

are not qualified to taste my cooking. If it weren't I felt sorry for you, you wouldn't even

It sounded like he gave her charity last time. What's the big deal? If she couldn't

You don't know how to make dessert. If you want to eat the best dessert in