Chapter 683 He Is Too Strange

Eliza reached out and brushed her hair. She spread out her hands and said, "Summer, why are you so
defensive against me? Am I that kind of person in your eyes?"

Summer said indifferently, "Yes."

"Damn it!" Eliza gave a rare scold.

Summer looked at her with a faint smile, "You even wanted to steal Leonardo from me back then."

"At that time, I did not know about you and was fearless, OK?" Eliza said curtly.

Summer shook her head and said calmly, "You were just not resigned to the fact that Alisa stole Bowen
from you and wanted to be her brother's wife."

An awkward look flashed across Eliza's face.

Back then, the reason why she disguised herself as a maid and sneaked into Leonardo's villa was
indeed what Summer said.

When Eliza thought about it now, she felt that she was so stupid to do that. But she just didn't want to
admit it.

After such a long time, Eliza felt more relieved than embarrassed when Summer mentioned it again.

Eliza took a sip of the coffee and said with great confidence, "Summer, please remember that we are in
a cooperative relationship. You can't laugh at your partner like this. You should respect me and spare
my feelings."

"OK." Summer replied indifferently.

Eliza felt that if she hadn't been generous, she would have had a heart attack now.



She used to think that Summer looked kind and weak.

After contacting with Summer, Eliza realized that Summer only looked weak on the surface, but was
sharp inside.

"Alright. I have brought these things to you. I wish you a happy New Year in advance. We will start the
group discussion Day 1 after the holiday. You will be notified later. Anyway, you don't welcome me. It's
time for me to go."

Although Eliza said this, she stood there motionless.

Summer stretched out her hand to support her chin and pointed to the direction of the door, "Then why
are you not leaving?"

"Why don't you ask me to stay for dinner?" Eliza rolled her eyes and said, "I'm a famous producer at
least. Don't I deserve some hospitality or respect from you?"

"Aren't you busy? Do you have time to stay for dinner?" It wasn't that Summer didn't want to ask Eliza
to stay for dinner. She was really afraid that Eliza was too busy. So, Summer didn't mention it.

There were subtleties that Summer couldn't ignore in her relationship with Eliza.

They were not particularly close, but they trusted each other. When they really needed trust, they would
threaten each other.

"Of course I have time." Eliza simply leaned on the sofa and didn't move, as if she wouldn't leave
before a meal.

Summer looked at the time. It was time to make lunch.



"What would you like to eat? Take a look at the ingredients in my refrigerator and choose a few. I will
make them for you."

Summer walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, and gestured for Eliza to go over.

Eliza wasted no time. She seemed to be afraid that Summer would go back on her words and quickly
walked over.

She looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator and muttered, "Everything is OK for me."

"Then you'd better go back." Summer was ready to close the refrigerator when Eliza immediately
stopped her and said, "Come on...."

Eliza named two dishes for Summer to cook. Summer was a good cook and was good at all kinds of
dishes.

Eliza was shocked when she saw this, "I never expect you to be so good at cooking! I'll invest in you.
We can open a restaurant and only make three tables a day. Others can make bids and the highest
bidder will get them."

Summer didn't know whether to laugh or to cry, "Ms. Austin, what I cook is food, not rare treasures or
antiques."

Eliza shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, no. You can give it a try and see if there will be a bidder."

Summer felt that Eliza was fantasizing. So, she ignored Eliza.

During the meal, Eliza kept talking.

"This smells good!"

"It's delicious!"



"Next time, I'll come again for dinner."

Summer quietly took a bite of the dish and took her time to chew it. The dish tasted the same as
before! It was not particularly delicious. Eliza ate more than half of the dishes.

Eliza had eaten and drank her fill, and she did not forget what she had said to open a restaurant.

"Summer, you should consider my suggestion. I think the address of the restaurant should be..."
Halfway through Eliza's words, her phone rang.

She answered the phone and said, "What's the matter? Nothing ... no ... I'm not going to the dinner. I
have an appointment."

Hearing that Eliza seemed to intend to stay for dinner, Summer directly pushed her out of the door.

Eliza hung up the phone and walked out reluctantly, "I'll come again for dinner tonight."

"Come on, no." Summer coldly refused.

Eliza added, "I'll come to play with Rosie."

Rosie poked her head and said, "I'll play by myself."

This auntie had eaten all her chicken wings. She'd better not come again at night.

Eliza twitched the corners of her mouth and could only turn around and leave.

The Eliza that Summer usually saw was always strict and serious. This was the first time Summer had
seen Eliza being so cheeky.

She and Eliza had eaten in restaurants so many times, but she had never seen Eliza like this before.



Seeing that Eliza had gone far away, Summer closed the door.

However, no sooner had she closed the door than there was a knock on the door.

Summer had thought that it was Eliza who returned. But when she opened the door, she found that it
was Bruce.

She hadn't been out lately, and Bruce hadn't come to see her. She had invited Bruce to dinner, but
Bruce refused.

As usual, Bruce said with a straight face, "Ms. Summer." Then, he lifted the handbag in his hand and
handed it to Summer.

The logo on the handbag looked familiar. Summer thought for a moment before she remembered that it
was the logo of an international brand, with products ranging from clothes, cosmetics to bags. What
was Bruce doing?

It was obvious that Summer was confused. So, Bruce took the initiative to explain, "This is for you."

"Me?" Summer pointed at herself.

Bruce nodded.

Summer lost her train of thought for a moment.

"Why did you buy these things for me?" In Summer's eyes, Bruce's actions were too strange.

"I don't have any relatives, nor do I have any friends in Hoover City. So, I am lonely during the festival
and want to give someone gifts to feel the festive mood." Such a far-fetched reason coming out of
Bruce's mouth sounded a bit distressing.

Summer paused for a moment, and then reached out to take the handbag from him. "Thank you."



Bruce just nodded and left.

Summer's phone suddenly rang.

It was Jessica.

"Summer, I've received a lot of cosmetics from the brands I endorse. I'll bring you some. I'm almost at
your house."

Summer said with resignation, "It looks like today is my day of gifts."

Bruce just nodded and left.
Summer's phone suddenly rang.
It was Jessica.

"Summer, I've received a lot of cosmetics from the brands | endorse. I'll bring you some. I'm almost at

your house."

Summer said with resignation, "It looks like today is my day of gifts."



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