C82 Big and Small Narcissism

However, Clarie Scott said innocently, "It seems that someone is overly confident in herself. I believe that I'm definitely not the only one who doesn't like your hairstyle, but I'm probably the only one who dares to speak in front of you. You have to thank me, at least everything I say is true."

Dempsey Wilson's heart was about to explode. Didn't this woman know that telling the truth hurt the most?

The two little fellows looked at their father's mother as she started arguing again. Both of them blinked their large eyes as they watched the fight.

"Big brother, I feel that dad's hair style is pretty good-looking. He looks really energetic!" Emma Scott propped up her chin and began to express her thoughts.

Frank Scott was going to secretly extend his hand to adjust his hair, but when he met the stern gaze from Mommy, he quickly retracted his hand.

More than half of Dempsey Wilson's anger disappeared after he received his daughter's acknowledgement.

"Emma is the most good-looking one after all. My darling, hurry up and eat. After you're done eating, I'll give you a big surprise." Dempsey Wilson immediately touched his daughter's head to comfort her.

"What big surprise is it?" Can you tell me now? I really want to know! " Emma Scott's eyes sparkled as she asked impatiently.

"Guess!" Dempsey Wilson knew that the little guy was curious and didn't want to keep her guessing, but he let her guess.

Emma Scott guessed right away, and her small mouth immediately turned into an "O" shape. "I know, is it that my little pony is back? Quick, take me to see it now. "

Dempsey Wilson pinched her little face in a rewarding manner: "You guessed right, your little pony is back. Raise it on the mountain. It's snow-white, you will definitely like it."

"Yea, Daddy is awesome. Emma loves you so much!" The little guy was ecstatic. It immediately jumped off the chair and jumped into Dempsey Wilson's arms. Then, with its greasy mouth, it kissed Dempsey Wilson's handsome face without a care.

Dempsey Wilson: "..."

Clarie Scott looked at her daughter's smug expression and sighed to herself. This man really doted on her daughter. She would buy whatever her daughter wanted. What if she developed a serious princess disease?

When Frank Scott heard that his sister already had a horse, a look of sadness appeared on his face.

Alas, if he had known earlier, he would have asked his father to buy one for him. He also had a wild horse in his heart, and he wanted it too.

When Dempsey Wilson felt his daughter's happiness, he naturally took that small sense of loss into his son's eyes. Thus, he deliberately asked his son: "Frank, do you like horses?"

"I like it!" Frank Scott replied weakly, while his expression remained depressed.

"Daddy will give you one as well, okay?" Dempsey Wilson immediately asked with a gentle smile.

"Really? Me too? " This time, Frank Scott was happy. A pair of black eyes bloomed with a bright light.

Dempsey Wilson nodded, "Of course, you are all children of father's land. Of course, you will have what Emma has. Daddy's love for both of you is equal, and he will not be selfish."

Emma Scott immediately pouted, "Then does father love me more or loves brother more?"

"All of you!" Dempsey Wilson immediately answered.

Emma Scott pouted. Although she was slightly resentful, she was overjoyed to think that she had a pony.

Clarie Scott finished her breakfast in silence. She wiped her mouth with a tissue and stood up, "The two of you will go to school with dad after watching the pony for a while. Remember, listen to the teacher, don't cause trouble, it's up to you. Frank Scott, don't bully the female students anymore, understand?"

Frank Scott immediately shrugged his shoulders innocently, "Mommy, don't worry, I've explained it to you many times already. I didn't bully them, they took the initiative to come over to play with me and started fighting for me."

Dempsey Wilson listened to his son's serious expression and then listened to the contents of his words. His lips slightly curled up. His son is already fascinating at such a young age. He really does resemble me.

Clarie Scott put a hand to her forehead. Her son was playing with peach blossoms all over the place, yet he still had a confident look on his face. He really did look like someone.

"Alright, in the future, do your best to prevent this from happening. I don't want to be invited to a family meeting." It was not the first time that such a thing had happened. It was the first time that such a thing had happened.

Frank Scott immediately guaranteed: "Mom, don't worry, I will do my best to make you worry less, but my face is innate. They like me so much, I can't do anything about it, I'm also helpless."

He spread out his hands with an innocent look on his face.

Dempsey Wilson felt inexplicably good as he watched Clarie Scott being angered by his son to the point that she couldn't speak.

This woman had always been angry with him, and now she was finally angered by her son. Serves her right.

"Mommy, I can testify for big brother. They really fought for the sake of watching big brother paint." Emma Scott was afraid that her brother would be wronged, so she immediately jumped out to speak up for him.

Clarie Scott looked at the two little guys, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay, try to be a good boy. Mommy has to work now, so she doesn't have that much time to deal with your troubles."

"Daddy has time! If big brother gets into trouble in the future, let daddy do it! It'll definitely be fine!" Emma Scott snickered as she leaned against Dempsey Wilson's chest, looking like a little scoundrel.

Dempsey Wilson immediately patted her head lovingly and said, "Emma is right. Daddy is not afraid of trouble. Daddy will be most concerned about your matters."

Clarie Scott was really convinced of this man, he really didn't know how to speak nor did he care. Teaching children was not something that could be done in a day or two, helping them to develop a good habit, even more so, it was something that they had built up over the years. He spoke very easily now, just to see if he would be as proud as before when his son and daughter caused him trouble in the future.

Clarie Scott really didn't have time to chat with the children anymore. She stood up to leave, but halfway through, she turned back and stared at Dempsey Wilson, "Can you change the car for me?"

"What, you think the car I gave you isn't luxurious enough?" Dempsey Wilson leaned back in his chair lazily and raised his eyebrows.

Clarie Scott shook her head and said with a serious face, "It's because it's too luxurious that I don't dare to drive out, lest people gossip about me."

Dempsey Wilson heard her reasoning and sneered: "Who doesn't want to drive a good car and get out of the house right now? Do you not feel that this reason is laughable? "

"I'm a rookie, driving a car worth millions to and from work? That would be a joke. "

"What kind of car would you like to drive? Do you want some tens of thousands? " Dempsey Wilson immediately asked sarcastically.

Clarie Scott: "…"

This man must have purposely embarrassed her.