Carl hung out with Jessica. When he returned, it was already an hour later.
As soon as he entered, he saw Leonardo sitting in the hall. Leonardo crossed his legs and sat casually,
as he seemed rather relaxed.
Carl didn't know that Leonardo was up to. He ran over to sit beside Leonardo and asked him, "Where's
Summer?"
Leonardo raised his eyes and said, "She fell asleep."
"Well." Carl had just come in. He walked in haste, so he still felt a little bit hot. He pulled his collar,
unbuttoned his shirt, and turned to the servant, "Give me a glass of water."
The servant brought water to Carl.
"Thank you." Carl took a sip and remembered what he had done before. He asked Leonardo joyously,
"After we left, what did you and Summer talk about?"
Carl thought he had done a good job, and Leonardo should thank him.
Hearing this, Leonardo looked at Carl with a faint grin, "Do you want to know?"
Carl found Leonardo's expression scary. He held the glass firmly and moved to the other side. After
retreating to a safe area, he said cautiously, "I ... I don't want to know."
Leonardo stood up and said in a serious tone, "Come on. I'll tell you."
Carl looked at Leonardo suspiciously. Leonardo seemed so serious, and he couldn't tell what he was
up to. He was curious about what Leonardo would actually do, but he was afraid that Leonardo would
get him a thrashing. It was too difficult to decide.
Leonardo took a few steps and turned around to see that Carl wasn't following him. He said, "Come
on."
Carl scratched his head and walked over. When they reached the open space outside, Leonardo began
to take off his coat.
When Carl saw this, he knew he was in trouble. Carl ran away and said, "Excuse me. I have something
else to ..."
But he was quickly caught by Leonardo.
"Let's have a good talk." Leonardo had caught Carl. He definitely wouldn't give him any chance to
escape.
Carl had been beaten many times by Leonardo, so he knew very well he wouldn't be able to escape
once he was caught.
Carl had learned to be cheeky when dealing with this stubborn Leonardo.
"Before I die, I want to know what I did to make you do this to me." Carl put on a miserable face.
Leonardo snorted coldly and didn't reply, and began beating him up directly.
Carl was actually pretty good at fighting. He might be able to fight with Leonardo with all his strength.
After a few rounds of fighting, Carl lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, "I can't go on. I'm
dead."
"Come on, Uncle Carl!" Rosie's soft voice suddenly came from the corner.
Carl and Leonardo looked over and saw Rosie sitting on a bench with a candy in her mouth. Her short
legs were swaying back and forth, and her face was filled with excitement.
Carl twitched his mouth, "Are you happy to see your father hit me?"
"Daddy is amazing!" Rosie glanced at Carl and gave Leonardo a thumb up with a smile.
Carl was still lying on the ground, resting his head on one hand. He said earnestly, "Rosie, you are still
a child. When a child sees adults fighting, they will usually feel scared and cry. You know?"
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