Chapter 492 Leonardo&##x27;s Words

Leonardo placed the carton on his desk calmly.

He had spent a lot of efforts to live in this house. Why could Tim be so easily invited in by Summer?

Leonardo snorted and looked up at Summer. Then, he withdrew his gaze and opened the cardboard
box to take out the documents inside.

Summer did not go to Leonardo's side and planned to go into the room to check on Rosie.

Rosie was taking a nap in the afternoon. She hadn't gotten up yet. It was almost six o'clock. Summer
had to wake her up. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

Summer looked at the time and realized that Leonardo had returned quite early today.

Just as she walked to Rosie's room, the door was slowly opened from inside.

Rosie stood behind the door with her messy hair and yawned, "Mommy."

"You're awake." Summer picked her up, tidied her hair, and carried her to wash her face.

When she saw Leonardo in the hall, Rosie called out, "Daddy."

Her voice was a little low as she had just woken up.

When Leonardo heard the voice, he raised his head to look at Rosie and replied, "Yes."

On the other side of the living room, there was a new desk and bookshelf. Rosie could notice that.
When she entered the bathroom, she looked towards Leonardo with curiosity.

After coming out of the bathroom, Summer put on the coat for Rosie, Rosie ran towards Leonardo
happily.



She was almost as tall as the desk. She stretched out her hands and placed them on the table. She
tiptoed and raised her head to look at the documents Leonardo was busy with, "Dad, what are you
doing..."

In fact, she could not say long sentences fluently, but Leonardo was used to listening to her, so he
could naturally understand it.

Leonardo did not raise his head, "Work."

Rosie asked curiously, "What kind of work?"

Leonardo looked up and saw Rosie struggling to scratch the table. He raised his head to look at her.
Because she had used too much strength, her eyebrows furrowed. She pursed her lips and secretly
exerted force.

Leonardo stared at her for a couple of seconds. He stretched out his arms across the table and
immediately lifted her up and placed her on the desk.

When Rosie was lifted up, she nervously reached out to grab Leonardo's arm. When she was safely
placed on the desk, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Leonardo raised his eyebrows, "Why are you sighing?"

"I didn't sigh." Rosie shook her head and reached out to pick up the documents in front of him.

Leonardo reached out to hold the document, his tone was unusually calm, "Don't touch them."

Rosie was so frightened that she immediately retracted her hand. She looked at Leonardo with wide
eyes and silently put her hand behind her back, as if she was afraid that Leonardo would hit her.

Summer couldn't help but laugh as she watched them from a distance.



A little clever girl.

Rosie was quiet only for a while, then she went to Leonardo to look at the documents and eagerly
reached out to touch them.

When Leonardo looked up, Rosie would quickly retract her hand.

She was really naughty.

After repeating this several times, Leonardo turned to look at Summer and said, "Take your daughter
away if you've seen enough!"

Summer straightened her back and said, "I'm going to cook. Take Rosie with you. Don't make her cry."

Leonardo frowned. He could tell what Summer meant.

Summer entered the kitchen. Leonardo lowered his head and looked at Rosie, who was also looking up
at him.

After exchanging glances for a while, Rosie whispered to him, "Daddy."

Rosie's tone was cautious. It was similar to the tone Summer had when she was angry in the past.

Leonardo's eyebrows stretched out gradually. He touched Rosie's head and said, "Be obedient. Don't
move. I'll give you your flying race car."

Rosie's eyes immediately lit up, "Alright!"

Leonardo got the flying race car for Rosie.

Rosie took the flying race car and began to play attentively. Her legs were wobbling on the desk as she
muttered to herself.



She was playing with great concentration. When Leonardo looked at her for a while, she didn't notice.

This was daughter of him and Summer.

But it was a pity that Rosie looked more like him. It would be better if she looked like Summer.

In the evening, Summer received a phone call from Jessica.

Jessica and Carl had returned to Hoover City.

The next day, Summer and Jessica made an appointment to have a meal.

Now that Leonardo and Rosie were both living with her and Leonardo went to work in the company,
she took Rosie out with her.

Although Jessica looked rather careless, she was actually very considerate.

She knew Summer would take Rosie out, she brought Rosie a small gift.

"She has a lot of toys. You don't need to buy gifts for her."

Jessica said nonchalantly, "Every child loves gifts. Toys are meant to be played with. Will you think you
have too many clothes?"

What Jessica said was right. She really did not think that she had too many clothes.

Jessica saw her expression and was somewhat relaxed, "Anyway, it didn't cost much."

Indeed, what Jessica bought was not something of special value, but it looked very interesting.

They talked about what happened in the mountains before.



After Jessica heard that, she nodded and said, "That man is great."

Just as Summer was about to speak, she saw Jessica's gaze fall behind her.

"What?" Summer followed her gaze and saw Leonardo and Carl walking towards them.

Carl walked over and sat beside Jessica. He stretched out his arms and placed them on the back of the
sofa behind Jessica. He tilted his head and asked her, "Haven't you ordered yet?"

Jessica turned around and stared at his arms.

Carl immediately retracted his arms and placed them on the dining table.

At this time, a waiter brought water over. Carl picked up a glass of water, so as to conceal his
embarrassment.

Summer noticed the interaction between them.

Summer and Jessica sat beside a table by the window. Rosie sat on the side near the wall, while
Summer sat on the side near the aisle.

Leonardo sat down beside Summer with an indifferent expression.

Summer turned her head to look at him. Before Summer asked, Leonardo consciously answered, "I
came out for lunch and met Carl on my way."

Summer looked at her watch and realized that it was getting late. It was lunch time.

She raised her eyes and looked coldly at Leonardo. "It's a 40-minute drive from the Emerson Group to
here. It's half an hour drive from the Emerson Group to Tip Top Media Company. How did you meet
him?"



How could Summer believe Leonardo's words?


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