Rich Daddy's Three Cuties

She smiled and walked over, pretending to be indifferent.    

"Little friend, you are right."    

Ding Ji's mother walked out of the kitchen with a fragrant little cake in her hands.    

Jiang Xiaomeng's eyes were attracted by the cake.    

Jiang Xiaomeng's big eyes were so soft and cute.    

Ding Ji's mother was instantly enchanted!    

Sensing Ding Ji's puzzled gaze, Ding Ji's mother comforted and explained.    

"This was bought by someone when Ding Ji's father was just starting his business."    

"He didn't throw it away for so many years because he wanted to warn himself."    

"And the other vase you mentioned was bought by Ding Ji's father from the auction."    

Ye Huanyu revealed a shy and proud smile towards Ding Ji's mother.    

He said it himself.    

Jiang Xiaomeng's eyes were sparkling, like the brightest star in the sky.    

"So it was bought by Ding Ji's father."    

"Ding Ji's father is so powerful!"    

At this moment, Ding Ji and Ding Ji's mother laughed.    

Sigh, this little girl is so beautiful and her mouth is so sweet!    

Jiang Xiaomeng happily took the cake on the table.    

"Xiaomeng is going to start eating."    

Because it was a western meal, Ding Ji's mother was worried that the two children would not be able to eat.    

"This is …"    

She was about to teach them.    

Then, they saw Ye Huanyu and Jiang Xiaomeng's movements were incomparably natural.    

Their temperament was extremely elegant and noble!    

They spread out their handkerchiefs and placed them on their necks. The two little buns' sitting posture was straight, and they stuffed the small cake that was smeared with sauce into their mouths, nibbling on it like little chickens pecking on rice.    

These two little buns' hands were actually using the pure European royal etiquette!    

When Ding Ji's mother came back, she thought that the brocade handkerchief on the table was used to wipe her mouth and hands!    

Ding Ji's mother's actions of holding a spoon and smearing the jam paused for a moment, and she looked away uncertainly.    

The two little buns' appetite was very good.    

After the dessert was finished, Jiang Xiaomeng and Ye Huanyu thanked the hostess.    

"It's so delicious!"    

"Thank you, Ding Ji's mother, for your hospitality!"    

They only took a bite and they could taste that this was the cake that was produced by the dessert shop under Mommy's banner!    

Mommy opened a luxury hotel and was also a special-grade Michelin chef. She had countless restaurants under her, so how could they not know the high-class dining etiquette?    

And Ding Ji's mother was extremely shocked in her heart!    

These few little fellows were filled with the aura of nobility with just a raise of their hands and a swing of their legs. How could they be poor people without any reputation?    

She wanted to ask Ding Ji about it!    

...    

When it was time to eat dinner.    

While everyone was watching TV.    

Ding Ji's mother was dragged to the side by Ding Ji.    

"Ding Ji, what is your background?"    

Ding Ji's face instantly turned red.    

Ding Ji was a little embarrassed.    

He thought that Mommy hated the two little balls!    

The more he thought about it, the more he felt sad.    

He lowered his head and looked at his toes awkwardly. He was extremely sad.    

It was not right to say bad things about his friends behind his back.    

But Mommy kept asking.    

Ding Ji's face was as white as a white bun. He said carefully.    

"Mommy, I'm sorry. Xiaomeng and Hanyu have been relying on their scholarship to study in school."    

"I heard from my classmates that their family background is very poor."    

"If they did something wrong, I apologize on their behalf. Please don't chase my friends away, okay?"    

Ding Ji was so sad that he was about to cry. He defended his friends.    

"They are called poor and difficult in school, but Ding Ji used to be very poor, but they didn't look down on me."    

"Mommy, they are very good friends!"    

Ding Ji's mother was speechless. Her face was red.    

Looking at her son's nervous and concerned look, she immediately knew that Ding Ji had guessed wrongly.    

No, no, she didn't look down on these two children.    

Poor?    

Difficult?    

This attitude, this knowledge, and his eyesight. At such a young age, he was even more powerful than her, a rich wife!    

Hiss—it was clearly the little prince and little princess!