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.

Daddy's biological child?" Rabi asked with

and sister." Mili and Dot walked towards him

smiled

little Dawny reached out his hands and

they ran happily

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

the cushion of the Flying

he climbed to the

and watched him play chess. His son was so smart that

Mommy. Although I am not as intelligent as Daddy, I can still be an excellent fashion designer. Everyone has his or her own advantages. The most important thing is to display his

for two times and asked, "Mommy, what's

flavors of ice cream. You also have a good calligraphy. And you can play table billiards. You play it better than Mili and Dot. Besides, Rabi

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

ice cream. It would fail every time, and Mili's marble was not as good

as the elder brother, he had many advantages over his younger

awesome."

played Flying

feeding

His little sun was the most beautiful, intelligent and kind-hearted woman in the world.

loved Rabi. Other women could only love their own children, and they would not care about

the baby boy was the smallest, his chess ran the fastest. He clapped his hands happily with a complacent expression, making

dice for four times and every time was six point." Mili smiled and pinched his pink face.

The baby raised his eyebrows and didn't seem to realize

bluer than the plant it comes from." Dot touched his little head and

stressed. Why are you stressed?" Rabi looked

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

Dawny will be smarter than us when he

had passed the jaws of death, and he even won the fight with the king of hell. It could be

what they were talking about. He grinned and didn't intend to be modest at all.

Walt was overjoyed. His son was destined to be different from others since

it. His mommy had praised

behind, lest his classmates would make fun of him

playing the Flying Chess, he went into his

make ice cream for

same time in case their brother would be disappointed.

began to mix the milk

and Dawny likes cherry flavor. Mommy likes orange and uncle likes coconut,"

a good milkshake,

made Mili's favorite strawberry

he made other flavors of ice cream for

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

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