Summer looked around in his room, and she was curious about everything.

In a corner of the desk, she saw a picture of a woman and a child.

The picture was taken in summer. The boy in the picture was very beautiful. He wore a school uniform of T-shirt and shorts. He looked at the camera and smiled brightly.

The woman beside him wore a white dress, and her smile was gentle, revealing a sense of detachment.

"That's my mother."

She heard Leonardo's slightly hoarse voice behind her.

Then his arms were wrapped around her waist, and his firm and warm chest was pressed against her back. She was completely wrapped in the unique cold aura of Leonardo.

He used his free hand to touch the woman in the photo and slowly explained the source of the photo to her.

"On Children's Day that year, she went to my school to participate in parent-child activities. After that, we took this picture."

Summer turned her head to look at him and then looked at the little boy in the photo.

The little boy in the photo smiled brightly without a trace of gloom in his eyes. It was hard to imagine that Leonardo would be like this ten years later.

He was extraordinarily handsome, but his eyes were always gloomy and ordinary people could not understand him. He was moody, and when he encountered anything related to his mother, he became vicious and ruthless.

If possible, everyone wants to be happy.

However, Leonardo was forced into this state.

How bad could people be?

It was hard for Summer to imagine how Leonardo, who was only eleven years old at that time, felt when he saw his mother being humiliated in front of him in order to save him.

It was even harder to imagine how long it took him to recover from the pain.

Although Leonardo's temperament was unpredictable and he was not a kind man, Summer knew that he would never become the same as the people who humiliated his mother back then.

If his mother's case really had something to do with someone of the Emersons...

Summer couldn't help but shiver.

Leonardo sensed the subtle movement of the person in his arms and asked her, "Are you cold?"

"No." Summer shook her head. Because of Leonardo, she also became somewhat depressed. "How many people are there in the Emersons?"

Although she only saw servants and bodyguards along the way when she came in with Leonardo today. Then they met Charlie and Michael, but this mansion was so big that there should be someone else living here.

Leonardo shook his head, "I don't know, there are countless people in the Emersons who live in old house or elsewhere, at home and abroad. There are just too many.copy right hot novel pub