A Beautiful Misunderstanding

In the Rong Mansion, a flash of hatred flashed through Leila's eyes when she saw Essie.

Now she had transferred her hatred for Zac to her, and she hated her twice.

Walt was sitting on the sofa and playing with the little baby.

The baby liked him very much. As soon as he saw him, he would stretch out his hand and call him 'Uncle'.

He thought this was the connection between father and son.

After all, the baby was his son.

Essie brought his favorite fruit paste to him.

As soon as he saw her, the baby jumped on Walt's legs happily. "Mommy, eat fruit, eat fruit!"

"Fruit is here, baby." Smiling, Essie was about to take her son over.

"Let me feed him," said Walt with a smile.

Essie nodded and handed him the fruit pulp.

The baby couldn't wait any longer. He opened his mouth wide and said, "Eat fruit. Eat fruit."

"Here comes fruit, my little glutton." Walt looked at him dotingly and fed him a spoon of fruit paste.

The kids came back from school.

Rabi lowered his head, looking very depressed.

"Baby, what's wrong? Why do you look unhappy?" asked Essie, squatting down and looking at him.

Rabi blinked his eyes, and a drop of tear fell down from his eyes. "Baker said that both my brother and sister are prodigies, but I'm a fool. I don't look like my parents. I must have been adopted, not your own child."

Hearing that, Essie trembled violently and held him tightly in her arms. "Mommy's baby, you are very smart. You can dress yourself, wash your hands, tuck yourself in, recognize many words and recite many poems. Baker is talking nonsense. Don't listen to him anymore."

"Yes, brother. Baker is nothing like you. He said that because he was jealous of you." Mili was very angry. It seemed that the bad boy Baker deserved to be beaten. How dare he bully her brother.

"But I'm not as smart as you. You're all geniuses, and so is little Dawny. Only I'm not." Rabi lowered his head, looking self-abased and depressed.

"Brother, the three of us are smart like Daddy, and you are kind of like mommy. Didn't Daddy call Mommy little muddle-headed fool?" said Dot.

"So I'm not smart because I am like Mommy?" Raising his head, Rabi looked at Essie.

"Yes, if you are all smart like Daddy, Mommy will be so lonely. Fortunately, you are like Mommy. Mommy is too happy." Essie kissed his little face.

"Yes, just because you are like Mommy, Mommy loves you the most," Mili said with a smile.

biological child?" Rabi asked

are. We are brother and sister." Mili and Dot walked towards him and held him.

Rabi smiled through

Dawny reached out his hands and

saw their younger brother, they ran happily to him and hugged

She had to tell Rabi's identity until he grew up. If she told him too early, it would cast a shadow in his heart and be very disadvantageous to his

cushion of the Flying Chess and played it with Mili and

could also play Flying Chess, so he climbed to the yellow seat and sat down.

His son was so smart

to Rabi, Essie said, "Baby, let me tell you. Even if you don't have a high score of intelligence, that doesn't mean you are not smart. Look at Mommy. Although I am not as intelligent

her eyes for two times and asked,

calligraphy. And you can play table

with bright light, as if small stars were twinkling. He had never known that he was so good if it were for his

cream. It would fail every time, and Mili's

elder brother, he had many advantages over his younger brother and

baby is awesome." Essie

kids played Flying Chess.

feeding

time to time. His little sun was the most beautiful, intelligent and kind-hearted

women could only love their own children, and they

the smallest, his chess ran the fastest. He clapped his hands happily

you the reincarnation of the God of gamblers? You have thrown the dice for four times and every time was six point." Mili smiled

is the best." The baby raised his eyebrows and didn't seem to realize that he was

bluer than the plant it comes from." Dot touched

not stressed. Why are you stressed?" Rabi looked at him seriously.

elder brother. I'm less stressed." Dot

than us when he grows up." Mili covered her mouth and

won the fight with the king of hell. It could be seen that

about. He grinned and didn't intend to be modest at all. Perhaps he inherited the

at 'his son', Walt was overjoyed. His son was destined to be different from others since

needed to show it. His mommy had praised him so many advantages just now, and he had to

fall behind, lest his classmates

the Flying Chess, he went into his room and moved out the ice

make ice

same time in case their brother would be disappointed.

the milk

flavor, Dot like pineapple flavor, and Dawny likes cherry flavor. Mommy likes orange and uncle likes coconut," he murmured to himself as he added some juice. He remembered everyone's

this aspect. He made a good milkshake, and even Mili and Dot were not as

he made Mili's favorite

flavors of ice cream for his two younger brothers,

a very considerate child, He was also very sensitive. He didn't want to

she had to care more about him, give him confidence, and let