Mommy, the wealthy daddy has come to propose again.

Chapter 701 I'm Really Stupid

"Sister, this is not a question of age. Look at Brother Yu. When he was my age, he was already able to discuss cooperation plans with Party A independently. It must be because I'm too stupid."

Gong Wanwan sat dejectedly on the small sofa, pouting in dissatisfaction, with unhappiness clearly written on her little face.

"Sister Ning, to be honest, I think I'm the dumbest among my brothers and sisters. Everyone has their own areas of expertise and strong abilities. Unlike me, I can only play the piano and sometimes I can't even memorize the music. I'm really bad."

The little girl hung her head in grievance, her big eyes full of tears, and her pitiful appearance was adorable.

Bai Ning rubbed her head and coaxed her softly, "Wanwan, let me tell you, there are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people. Whether it's you, me, or my elder and second brothers, we are all unique flowers in the world, each with our own ideals and ambitions. There is no need to compare, we will all shine brightly in our own fields."

Gong Wanwan pouts like a sulking kitten. Her little face is so round and cute that I can't help but want to pinch it.

"But I'm really stupid..."

"No buts," Bai Ning interrupted her and said, "Actually, you're not stupid. As you said, you can play the piano and have won numerous awards. You should be very proud of that! My elder brother and I can't play the piano. Well... maybe we know a little bit, but we're definitely not as good as you."

Studying music is not inferior to studying finance. Everyone has their own choices. There is no need to force it, nor should you feel self-pity about it. Accepting the reality calmly is the best way to give back to your current life.

"Thank you Sister Ning for your comfort. I feel much better now!"

Gong Wanwan responded with a sweet smile. Her eyebrows were curved and she looked very pretty. She was definitely a pretty girl, so lovable.

She opened the cake box and handed the first piece of cake to Bai Ning on a plate.

"I felt bored so I left the company early and went to a friend's dessert shop nearby to learn how to make cakes. Making cakes is much more interesting than writing proposals. This strawberry cake is made by me. Sister, please try it and see if it tastes good."

The cake base is also mixed with strawberry pulp and jam, which combines the sweetness of cream. It tastes sour, sweet and fragrant without being greasy.

After eating a piece, Bai Ning felt that it tasted very good and not too sweet. The cream was very smooth and delicate. It was made of top-quality ingredients and was much better than the cakes sold outside.

"It's delicious. Wanwan is awesome. She can actually make desserts. I can't even learn how to do that."

Bai Ning praised her generously. After all, the little girl was very dissatisfied with herself just now, so as an elder sister, she had to praise her more to boost her sister's self-confidence.

Girls must be confident and walk with the wind so that they will not be fooled by men's sweet words. They must not feel inferior. Inferiority will be the beginning of destroying a person, which is very scary.

Gong Wanwan comes from a prominent family and has everything she wants. Bai Ning doesn't understand why she would have such an inferiority complex. No matter what the reason is for her gloomy mood, as her sister, it is her obligation to pull her back from the edge of the abyss.

"As long as it tastes good, it means my cooking skills have improved a lot."

Gong Wanwan also tasted a small piece of cake, curled her lips, and said with a satisfied smile: "It's quite delicious. Sister really didn't lie to me."

Bai Ning said softly, "How could I lie to you? The strawberry cake not only looks cute, but also tastes as good as it looks. Just like Wanwan, she is beautiful, kind-hearted, and quite capable."

The eighteen-year-old girl was incredibly beautiful, with an aura emanating from her whole body. Bai Ning looked at Gong Wanwan's youthful and beautiful profile, recalling his own age of eighteen, and couldn't help but be absent-minded for a moment.

What was it like to be eighteen years old?

At that time, Bai Ning lived in the Lan family. Lan's mother took good care of her and often mentioned Lan Qichen in front of her, as if she wanted to bring the two together.