Summer couldn't help laughing. She reached out to gently touch the girl's hair and asked her, "You still
remember me?"
The little girl nodded and stretched out her hands into Summer's embrace. She said sadly, "Look for
Leonoodle..."
Summer was dumbfounded by this sudden hug.
The cute girl in her arms was hugging her neck and looking at her dependently.
Were children so easy to get along with people?
Women had no resistance to cute things, let alone a cute and obedient little girl.
The little girl spoke too fast. Summer did not understand what she said. She asked, "Who did you say?"
"Leonoodle." Rosie said seriously again.
Summer was stupefied for a moment. When she realized that the girl was mentioning Leonardo, she
laughed out loud, "What's your name?"
"Rosie." Rosie said honestly.
Seeing that Rosie was so honest that she answered everything, Summer could not help feeling a little
worried for her.
How could a daughter raised by a wealthy family like the Emersons be so honest? She'd better be
shrewd.
Summer picked her up and asked her, "Did you come with your father?"
Rosie shook her head.
Summer was a little embarrassed. Where would she take Rosie to look for Leonardo?
They should go to the Emerson Group.
But she didn't know where it was.
Even if she knew, she might not be able to meet Leonardo.
At this time, they happened to pass by a restaurant. There were pictures of fries on the billboard
outside the restaurant.
Rosie's eyes lit up as she pointed at the fries and shouted, "Fries!"
Summer could tell that she wanted to eat fries. It was already dinner time, so Summer carried her
inside.
She didn't know how to find Leonardo and the Emersons, so she decided to take Rosie to dinner first.
Summer ordered some fries, fried rice and soup for Rosie.
Summer had never taken care of a child. When she took a spoon and wanted to feed Rosie, suddenly
she saw Rosie had already picked up her own chopsticks and was about to eat.
Rosie clenched her left hand into a small fist and placed it on the dining table. Her right hand held the
chopsticks in a standard posture. She opened her mouth and moved closer to the edge of the bowl,
quickly putting the rice into her mouth.
However, she was still young. Half of the rice that she had put into her mouth fell to the ground, and the
corners of her mouth were stained with rice.
Feeling that Rosie was so cute, Summer smiled unconsciously. She asked the waiter to bring a small
bowl of soup and stirred it with a spoon. When the soup was cooler, she gave it to Rosie.
She had always felt that children from other families were especially cute when they were having
meals. Because Rosie herself looked like a doll in a painting, Summer felt that even without having a
meal, watching Rosie eat could make her full.
Summer tasted the soup herself. She felt that the soup was already warm. She scooped up a spoonful
and fed it to Rosie's mouth. She said softly, "Eat slowly and drink some soup."
Rosie listened to her and drank the soup in a single mouthful before continuing to eat.
Summer sat beside Rosie and watched for a long time, but she did not eat much.
When Rosie finished eating, Summer asked the waiter to bring up the fries.
Children all loved this kind of snacks, but they couldn't eat too much. When Rosie was full, she couldn't
eat more chips but simply fiddled with the chips as well as the ketchup.
Seeing that she had eaten and drank enough, Summer asked her, "Where are we going to find your
father?"
Summer asked casually, not expecting Rosie would know.
In the next moment, Rosie handed the little puppet she had been carrying to Summer, "Call him."
Summer glanced at the puppet she handed over. It was a pink-blue tiger toy. It was very cute.
She took it over and asked Rosie, "Use this?"
"Yes." Rosie hurriedly nodded and looked at her expectantly.
Summer looked at the little tiger toy in her hand with a confused expression.
She thought that Leonardo might have teased Rosie with this tiger puppet at home...
As she thought, she unconsciously pinched the little tiger toy twice. As a result, she touched a hard
object.
Summer pinched the cub again. After confirming that there was something inside the toy, she stretched
out her hand and unzipped the zipper on the back of the toy. She took out a small piece of wood from
the cotton.
The wooden block was clearly engraved with a name and a string of telephone numbers.
"Leonardo?" Summer looked at the name on it and said.
When Rosie heard her voice, she tilted her head and said, "You're calling my father."
Summer took the small piece of wood and asked Rosie, "Was your father who stuffed it into the cub?"
"Yes, Dad's number." Rosie nodded happily.
Summer was dumbfounded for a moment.
She remembered the glance on the day she was discharged from the hospital.
It was hard to imagine a man with such a fierce aura would be so sweet, and would even carve the
words "Leonardo" on a wood.
From this, she could see that Leonardo loved his daughter very much.
She thought that Leonardo was a very cold person.
Summer looked outside the restaurant.
No one came to look for Rosie even after such a long while.
Summer could only dial the number of Leonardo under Rosie's expectant gaze.
When she pressed the phone number, she did not dial it immediately.
For some reason, she had an inexplicable palpitation.
Like... feeling nervous?
Rosie was already full. Seeing Summer holding her phone, she asked curiously, "Did you make a
phone call?"
"Right now." Summer touched Rosie's head and called.
When the call was getting through, Summer turned on the speaker.
Hearing the "beep" sound, Summer's heart also beat fiercely.
This inexplicable feeling had also appeared when she first saw Leonardo that day when she was
discharged from the hospital.
Rosie thought that the phone was connected when she heard the sound of "beep", so she called out,
"Dad?"
Summer laughed, "Your father hasn't answered the phone yet. Wait for a moment."
"Oh." Rosie answered and stared at the screen with eagerness. The anticipation in her eyes touched
Summer deeply.
After the phone rang four times, a deep and nice male voice came, "Who is it?"
His voice was slightly heavy and cool.
Rosie recognized Leonardo's voice and hugged the phone, shouting excitedly, "Dad!"
"Rosie?" Unlike before, this "Rosie" was clearly mixed with emotions.
"It's Rosie. Where are you, Dad?" Rosie started talking and couldn't stop chattering.
On the other end of the phone, Leonardo listened quietly for a while. After confirming that Rosie's voice
sounded normal, he said in a deep voice, "Give the phone to the sister who called me."
Summer was a little surprised. How did Leonardo know that it was a sister who helped his daughter call
him?
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