Summer stood still for a moment, and then she walked towards Leonardo. Leonardo leaned against the sofa, looking causal and indifferent.
Hearing her footsteps, he looked up at Summer and raised his eyebrows slightly, gesturing for her to say what she wanted to say.
Summer glanced at the sofa opposite him and did not sit down. She stood there and said to him, "I have something to tell you. I asked Tim to tell you, but now that you are here, I'll just tell you directly."
She was not sure Leonardo was listening to her seriously or not. He took another deep suck of the cigarette. His fingers were slender and beautiful, and even his movement of smoking was exceptionally charming.
He tilted his head slightly and pressed the half cigarette in his hand into the ashtray. Then, he casually looked at Summer and said, "So?"
"I want to take Rosie to my place for a while." Summer cut to the chase.
He had no special reaction, just staring at Summer for a few seconds without moving. His silence made Summer a little nervous. Was Leonardo not willing to let her take Rosie to her place?
After a while, Leonardo sat up straight and said, "It will soon be New Year's Eve." There was a complex emotion that Summer could not distinguish in his voice.
Summer suddenly remembered that during the time they were together, they've never enjoyed the New Year's Eve together. The first year, something happened to the Emersons. It's better not to mention the following three years.
And this year...
"If you want to spend New Year's Eve with Rosie, I can send her back before that." Summer's mind gradually cleared up and she understood the meaning behind Leonardo's words.
Unexpectedly, Leonardo immediately refused, "No, you don't need to do that."
Before Summer could react, Leonardo said, "I have an appointment on New Year's Eve and won't be available. Come and pick her up tomorrow."
With that, he stood up and turned to go upstairs. His figure viewed from behind was cold, and he left without hesitation.
Summer bit her lips and walked out immediately as if she could win against Leonardo by this.
Walking out of the hall, Summer looked around and saw Bruce was holding his coat and squatting on the ground, smoking with a few bodyguards, like a leader of gangsters.
The bodyguards' face was more or less wounded. They got into a fight? Summer walked straight over without asking much, and said, "Let's go."
With that, she marched off, and Bruce quickly followed.
Hearing Bruce was coming closer, Summer quickened her steps and did not turn around, "Did you fight with Leonardo's bodyguards?"
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