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 asked with his

and Dot walked towards him and held him. "If Baker dares to bully you again,

Rabi smiled

sister hugging each other, little Dawny reached out his hands and said, "Brothers, sister, hug. Let's

children saw their younger brother, they ran

to tell Rabi's identity until he grew up. If she told him too early, it would cast

Rabi took the cushion of the Flying Chess and

he climbed to the yellow seat

chess. His son was so smart that he

mean you are not smart. Look at 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

Rabi nodded. He rolled her eyes for two times

at many things. You can 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

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

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

had many advantages over his younger brother

Mommy's baby is awesome."

four kids played Flying

feeding them fruits.

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

Other women could only love their own children, and they

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

thrown the dice for

eyebrows and didn't seem to realize that

is extracted from the indigo plant, but is bluer than the plant it comes from."

stressed. Why are you

are my elder brother.

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

and he even won the fight with the king of hell. It could

grinned and didn't intend to be modest at all. Perhaps he

son was destined to be different from others since he was

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

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

Chess, he went into his room and moved out the ice cream machine.

I'll make

at the same time

began to mix the milk

likes orange and uncle likes coconut," he murmured to

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

favorite strawberry ice

cream for his two younger brothers, mommy and

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

him, give