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.

child?" Rabi

walked towards him and held him.

Rabi smiled through

other, little Dawny reached out his hands and

saw their younger brother, they ran happily to him and

the children, Essie breathed a sigh of relief. She had to tell Rabi's identity until he grew up. If she told him too early, it would cast a

cushion of the Flying Chess and played it with Mili and

so he climbed to the yellow

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.

Rabi nodded. He rolled her eyes for two times and

And you can play table billiards. You play it better than Mili

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

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

he had many advantages

baby is awesome." Essie

four kids played

feeding them

her from time to time. His little sun was the most beautiful,

particularly patient and loved Rabi. Other women could only love their own children,

his chess ran the fastest. He clapped his hands happily with a complacent

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

his eyebrows and didn't seem to realize that he was

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

stressed. Why are you stressed?" Rabi looked at him

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

when he grows up." Mili covered her mouth and giggled.

Dot nodded. His brother had passed the jaws of death, and he even won the fight with the king of hell. It could be seen that

to be modest at all. Perhaps he inherited

destined

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

He couldn't fall behind, lest

into his room and moved out the ice cream machine.

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

the same time in case

the milk

likes orange and uncle likes coconut," he murmured to himself as he added some juice. He remembered everyone's taste very clearly.

indeed very talented in this aspect. He made a good milkshake, and

favorite

he made other flavors of ice cream for

Rabi was a very considerate child, He was also very sensitive. He didn't want to disappoint his parents or

him, give him confidence, and let him grow