Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer) novel Chapter 176

Everywhere they passed, Summer and Leonardo were greeted by servants and bodyguards.

Even their curves of bending were the same. They lined up neatly, and were clearly well-trained.

Summer was shocked secretly, and her expression became somewhat solemn.

The Emersons' old house was very big. They passed through the front yard and went through the hall to the back yard.

As Charlie grew old, he liked to live in quiet place, so he had moved to the quiet backyard.

When they arrived at Charlie's door, Leonardo asked the servant guarding the door, "Is grandpa inside?"

"Yes." When the servant saw Leonardo, his face had a hint of joy. He gently pushed the door open and said carefully, "Mr. Charlie, Mr. Emerson is back."

The servant only opened the door slightly, and it was just enough for him to stand there. Summer could not see inside. She could only hear a slightly aged voice. "Let them in."

The servant turned around and nodded slightly at Leonardo.

Leonardo tightened his grip on Summer's hand and said, "Let's get in."

Summer was brought into the room by Leonardo.

The room was well heated. There was a faint fragrance of ink and tea. The furnishings were simple. There was a row of bookshelves, a desk, and some tea sets.

Charlie was dressed in a traditional Chinese suit. He was holding calligraphy brush. He stood in front of the desk and wrote calligraphy. Although he was over seventy years old, he was vigorous and stood upright. His entire body emitted a calm aura.

Leonardo called him, "Grandpa."

Charlie raised his head and met Summer's eyes for she had been staring at him. He did not say a word, but Summer felt great pressure.

Summer lowered her eyes slightly, and Leonardo silently pulled Summer behind him.

Charlie saw Leonardo's protective posture, and snorted, "Who is this little girl?"

Leonardo raised his eyebrows. "The person you want to see."

His tone could be said to be a little provocative, causing Charlie to glare at him. Charlie put the calligraphy brush down. "Who are you?"

Summer was speechless.

Could it be that Charlie had Alzheimer's disease?

Just as she thought about this, Charlie suddenly looked at her and said, "Do you want to say I have Alzheimer's disease?"

Summer was shocked by his words.

Do the Emersons all have the ability to read people's minds?

However, the way Charlie stared at her wasn't that intimidating. Instead, she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Summer smiled. "No, I just feel that grandpa's spirit is really good."

These words made Charlie happy. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Summer for a few seconds. "Come here."

Summer turned around and looked at Leonardo. Leonardo gave her a relieved look and gently pushed her on her back, letting her to go over.

Although the conversation between Leonardo and Mr. Charlie was somewhat baffling, she could still feel that Leonardo and Charlie had a good relationship. It could even be said that they were close.

Summer walked over obediently and had a serious expression. She said seriously, "Grandfather, I am Leonardo's wife, Summer."

Charlie did not speak immediately. He just looked at her quietly. Summer was a little nervous being stared at by him.

Charlie seemed to have noticed her apprehension and revealed a smile similar to that of a child who played a prank successfully on her. He smiled and said, "Well, you look good. Sit down."