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.

I'm Mommy and Daddy's biological child?" Rabi asked

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

smiled through

reached out

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

sigh of relief. She had to tell Rabi's identity until he grew up. If she told him

the Flying

he climbed to the yellow

him and watched him play chess. His son was so smart that he would definitely be the king of the world in the

have a high score of intelligence, that doesn't mean you are not smart. Look at Mommy. Although I am not as intelligent as Daddy, I can still be an

her eyes for two times and asked, "Mommy,

floss for your brother and sister, make many flavors of ice cream. You also have a good calligraphy. And you can play

were twinkling. He had never known that he was so good

not good at making ice cream. It would fail every time, and

had many advantages over his younger brother and

baby is awesome." Essie

kids played

feeding them

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

love their own children, and they would not care about

the fastest. He clapped his hands happily with a complacent expression,

have thrown the dice for four times and every time was

his eyebrows and didn't seem to realize that

indigo plant, but is bluer than the plant it comes from." Dot touched his little head and said, "You're

Why are you

elder brother. I'm less stressed." Dot smiled.

be smarter than us when he

won the fight with the king of hell. It

and didn't intend to be modest at all. Perhaps he inherited the narcissistic genes of

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 show

and sister were all geniuses. He couldn't fall behind, lest his classmates would

Chess, he went into his room and

Dot, Dawny, I'll make ice cream for you,

the same time

began to mix the milk

strawberry flavor, Dot like pineapple flavor, and Dawny likes cherry flavor. Mommy likes orange and uncle likes coconut," he murmured to himself as

talented in this aspect. He made a good milkshake, and even Mili and

he made Mili's favorite strawberry

ice cream for his two younger

was a very considerate child, He was also very sensitive. He didn't want to disappoint his parents or be looked down upon

him, give him confidence, and let him grow