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 with his eyes wide

walked towards him and held

Rabi smiled

reached out his hands and said,

younger brother, they ran

until he grew up. If she told him too early, it would cast a shadow in

Flying Chess and played it with Mili and Dot.

could also play Flying Chess, so he climbed to the yellow

His son was so smart that he would definitely be the king of the

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 excellent

for two

make delicious candy floss for your brother and sister, make many 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 is good at playing marble. You can win a lot of marble every time,"

twinkling. He had never known that he

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

elder brother, he had many advantages over his younger brother

is awesome." Essie thumbed

kids played Flying

was feeding them

was the most beautiful, intelligent and kind-hearted woman in

own children, and they would

fastest. He clapped

You have thrown the dice for four times and every time was six point." Mili smiled and

and didn't seem to realize

blue is extracted from the indigo plant, but is bluer than the plant it comes from." Dot touched his little head

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

You are my elder brother.

will be smarter than us when he grows up." Mili covered her mouth and giggled.

brother had passed the jaws of death, and he even won the fight with the king of hell. It could be seen that his intelligence was extraordinary.

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

son was destined to be different from others since he

mommy had praised him so many advantages just now,

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

into his room and moved out

make ice

same time

began to mix the milk

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

indeed very talented in this aspect. He made a good milkshake, and even Mili and Dot were not as good as him.

he made Mili's favorite strawberry

flavors of ice cream for his two younger brothers, mommy and

sensitive. He didn't want to disappoint his parents or be looked down upon by his

about him, give him confidence, and let him grow healthily.