Early the next morning, when Summer woke up, Leonardo had gone.
Since he returned to work, he even got up earlier than her.
Summer did not mind it. After dressing up, she pushed open the door and met Leonardo, who just
came out of the study.
Leonardo was dressed neatly but wore a cold face.
"What's the matter?"
Who had provoked him early in the morning?
"It's fine." Leonardo put his arm around her shoulder and walked downstairs. It seemed he didn't want
to say anything else.
Summer did not know what had happened. But since he did not say anything, she did not ask.
It shouldn't be something pleasant. He probably just didn't want her to be unhappy like him.
During breakfast, Leonardo glanced at the French window and then said casually, "It's windy today. We
had better stay home."
Windy? Summer took a look as well.
She was confused. Then she turned to look at Leonardo, saying, "I don't think it is that serious."
It had been windy in the past few days. Today's wind seemed to be a little stronger than previous days,
but not to the point to quit work.
She was not that weak.
Child often slept a lot in winter. Rosie yawned and said, "Can I quit kindergarten?"
There was no point for her to go to kindergarten. It was so windy that it was better to sleep at home.
Leonardo coldly rejected her proposal, "No."
Rosie curled her lips and lowered her head to continue eating.
She muttered, "What can I say?"
Leonardo did not say anything further.
It was the driver who drove the car today. After sending Summer to Tip Top Media, Leonardo returned
to Emerson Group.
The receptionist was still as polite as yesterday. However, their expression was a little strange.
Summer did not think too much. She directly took the elevator upstairs.
At noon, Summer went out to eat with Leonardo.
Tip Top Media wasn't far from Emerson Group, but it would take some time for Leonardo to travel
between, so she decided to go over to Leonardo.
She had an appointment with Leonardo in a restaurant near Emerson Group.
Tim booked the seat for them. Leonard was not there when she arrived. She took the menu and
ordered.
"Ms. Summer." Just as she picked up the menu, she heard a familiar voice.
Summer slightly pursed her lower lips, feeling impatient. She raised her eyes, only to find Sivan, who
was smiling at her.
Sivan was carefully dressed. Her makeup and hairstyle were very exquisite. The dress she wore was
from a famous brand. Summer had seen it on the Internet a few days ago. The price was not cheap.
Were all the artists so rich now?
Sivan didn't have any works, but she still spent quite extravagantly.
Summer looked at Sivan faintly, "Hello."
She would meet Sivan even during a meal. What a coincidence!
"You're alone?" Sivan glanced at the empty seat.
Summer replied, "I am expecting someone."
"I see." Sivan stroked her hair and thought for a moment, "Actually ... I want to apologize to you. Ms.
Summer, it's..."
"Out of the way." A cold voice interrupted her.
Sivan turned around and saw Leonardo come over.
Leonardo wore a long coat today, looking extremely handsome.
Sivan was stunned for a moment, her eyes lit up, "Mr. Emerson."
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