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.

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

walked towards him and held him. "If Baker dares to

smiled through tears.

other, little Dawny reached out his

saw their younger brother, they ran happily to

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

of the Flying Chess and played

Flying Chess, so he climbed to the yellow

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

"Baby, let me tell you. Even if you don't have a high score of intelligence, that doesn't mean you are not smart. Look at Mommy. Although I am not as intelligent

Mommy." Rabi nodded. He rolled her eyes for two

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.

were twinkling. He had never known that he was so good

ice cream. It would fail every time, and Mili's marble was

elder brother, he had many advantages over

baby is awesome." Essie

four kids played

feeding

from time to time. His little sun was

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

boy was the smallest, his chess ran the fastest. He clapped

the dice for four times and every time was six point." Mili smiled and pinched

raised his eyebrows and didn't

bluer than the plant it comes from." Dot touched his little head and said, "You're so smart. I'm under great

not stressed. Why are you

elder brother. I'm less

Dawny will be smarter than us when he grows up." Mili covered

had passed the jaws of death, and he even won the fight with

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

son was destined to be different from others since he

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

fall behind, lest his classmates would make

into his room and moved out the ice cream machine.

Dawny, I'll make ice cream

the same time in case

to mix the

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

made a good milkshake, and

favorite strawberry ice cream.

flavors of ice cream for

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

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