Putting her arms around his neck, Rosie blinked and whispered, "Dad, are you upset?"
Leonardo was slightly stunned. Rosie was in his arms, so as long as he turned his head, he could meet
Rosie's beautiful and dark eyes.
Rosie was confused under his gaze. She was too young to understand life and death, but she could
sense his emotions sensitively.
She was his pretty daughter. Rosie, his own flesh and blood, cared about him.
He loved Rosie very much. Summer, his beloved women, gave birth to his pretty daughter.
It comforted his exhausted heart.
Leonardo softened up, "Yes."
Rosie asked him, "Why?"
"Because of my mother."
He couldn't forget his mother's misfortune in the past few years. He would never forgive those people
even if they were hacked to pieces.
Rosie tilted her head and thought, "Is she my grandmother?"
Many of her kindergarten classmates would be picked up by their grandparents after school. She never
met her grandparents, nor did her parents mention them to her. Sometimes, she would be curious, but
she never asked.
Leonardo replied, "Yes."
"Are you going to take me to see her?" Then she appeared to be worried, "Grandma will like me,
right?"
"You want to see her?" Leonardo paused for a moment.
"Yeah." Rosie looked serious as she imagined her grandmother's advantages, "Daddy's mother must
be as gentle and beautiful as my mother. She can cook delicious dishes. She can write TV dramas
and..."
As Rosie was chattering, Leonardo listened to her in silence. He was walking slower and slower.
Summer had waited for them in the room for a long time. Now she couldn't help going out to look for
them.
After reaching the door, she saw Leonardo walking slowly over with Rosie on his back.
Rosie was talking. Although Leonardo appeared to be normal, she noticed his red eyes when she took
a closer look.
Summer paused for a second and walked towards him. Leonardo seemed to notice Summer and
looked up at her.
"Rosie." Summer approached them and asked, "Can you help Mom wash the vegetables in the
kitchen?"
"Sure." Rosie never refused Summer's request.
As soon as Rosie left, Summer stepped forward and gently hugged Leonardo, "I have prepared your
favorite dishes tonight."
"I'm okay." Leonardo knew she was worried about him.
Summer sighed in her heart. Obviously, he was in a bad mood.
The next moment, she felt Leonardo tighten his arms around her, whispering, "I'm just a little sad." He
sounded depressed.
Summer felt sad at his words. Fortunately, he was willing to show her his weakness instead of
shouldering everything alone like before.
Summer patted him on the back and said, "I know."
He must feel hurt under such a condition. He had a rough time these years.
After a long time, Leonardo finally let go of her. His eyes became red with weeping.
Summer reached out to touch his face gently. She felt sorry for him, "Go and take a bath. Then come
over and have dinner with us, alright?"
Summer persuaded him patiently and gently, like she was talking to a baby.
Leonardo nodded, looking like a well-behaved child.
"Let's go." Holding his hand, Summer led him into the bedroom.
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