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.

and Daddy's biological child?" Rabi asked with his eyes wide open.

and sister." Mili and Dot walked towards him and held him. "If Baker dares

smiled

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

their younger brother, they

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

the Flying Chess and played it with Mili and Dot.

play Flying Chess, so he climbed to the yellow

him and watched him play chess. His son was so smart that he would definitely be

Mommy. Although I am not as intelligent as Daddy, I can still

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

ice cream. You also have a good calligraphy. And you can play table billiards.

eyes twinkled with bright light, as if small stars were twinkling. He had

making ice cream. It would fail every time, and

brother, he had many

awesome." Essie thumbed

kids played Flying

feeding

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

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

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

gamblers? You have thrown the dice for

raised his eyebrows and didn't

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

you stressed?" Rabi looked at him seriously.

elder brother. I'm less

he

won the

to understand what they were talking about. He grinned and didn't intend to be modest at all. Perhaps he inherited the narcissistic genes of his

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

His mommy had praised him so many advantages just now, and he had to show

behind, lest his classmates

Flying Chess, he went into his room and moved out

Dot, Dawny, I'll make

at the same time in case their brother would

mix the milk shake and fruit.

uncle likes coconut," he murmured to himself as he added some juice.

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

he made Mili's favorite strawberry ice

of ice cream for his two

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

to care more about him, give him confidence, and let