Predestined Marriage Chapter 327 Only a Broken Car Needs Spare Tires

Summer ran her eyes over the news and saw the photos of Leonardo and her kissing in the car
yesterday.

At that time, she felt that Leonardo had kissed her so passionately. Now, she did see this from those
photos.

Noticing that Summer was gazing at the photos, Jessica sighed, "Tell me the truth, when did you and
Leonardo split up? Or is it that you two haven't split up? If so, you're going too far this time!"

Summer was baffled, "We didn't split up."

Hearing this, Jessica slapped the dining table with an unbelieving look, "Since you're still with
Leonardo, how dare you do such a thing? And you were even photographed by the media! Are you
crazy?"

Summer felt that Jessica had a big misunderstanding and wanted to explain, "No, I mean...."

Jessica waved to stop Summer from defending herself and said, "This is in the news now. Leonardo
must have already known about it, so you'd better pack up your things and escape."

This remark rendered Summer speechless.

Summer did not move, so Jessica urged, "Hurry up and go. What are you waiting for?"

"The man is Leonardo." Summer held her forehead with her hand and read the comments of the news.

The comments were varied and colorful.

"Judging from the man's dressing style, he should be quite young and might still be at school."

"Does she date such a young guy in order to mock Leonardo?"



"Why did this woman divorce Mr. Emerson? Is it because he is impotent?"

There were a lot of replies to this comment.

The first reply: "The poster is so naive. Guys, come and have a look."

The second reply: "Will a normal person disappear from the public view for more than ten years and
allow others to gossip about him? There must be something wrong with Mr. Emerson...."

The third reply: "Poster, you're so brave to say that. The paid posters hired by the Emersons will be
here right away."

Summer took a deep breath. 'What's wrong with these people?'

There had been rumors that Leonardo was "ugly and impotent", which wasn't true. But those people
still liked to talk about it online.

Just as she was about to retort, Jessica snatched the phone away.

Summer looked up and saw Jessica holding the phone in front of her, "Summer, look carefully. A cap
and a green hoodie. Is this Leonardo's dressing style? Other than black, white and grey suits, I have
never seen him wearing clothes in other colors. You must be fooling me."

Jessica was right. When Summer saw Leonardo yesterday, she remained astonished for a long time.

Summer threw her hands up and said, "Then how can I get you to believe that this man is Leonardo?
Should I bring you to confront him about this?"

Although Jessica did not believe that the person on the photos was Leonardo, she believed in Summer.

"Is this really Leonardo?"



"Yes."

The confidence in Summer's tone and face convinced Jessica, and she nodded, "Alright, I believe you."

"But why was he dressed like this?"

"Yesterday, he came back from Country M and went to Film and TV City to see me. He was worried
that he would be photographed and get into trouble, so he changed his clothes." However, this outfit
caused him even greater trouble.

Hearing this, Jessica leaned over to Summer and asked, "Do you have photos?"

Summer put on a mischievous smile, "Of course."

It was rare to see Leonardo dressed like that, so of course Summer took photos to keep as mementos.

When they returned to the apartment yesterday, she secretly took a few photos while waiting for the
elevator.

She found those photos and showed them to Jessica.

Jessica saw the photos and shook her head, "Leonardo is so dignified. A hoodie can't change his
temperament. Even if he wears pink rabbit clothes, he still looks august."

"I don't think so. He is very cute in this one," Summer snatched the phone over and said discontentedly.

Jessica didn't agree and shrugged in an exaggerated way, "I have goose bumps all over."

After breakfast, they went out together and saw a group of reporters running towards them not far
away. It was clear that their goal was Summer.

Summer froze for a while and pulled Jessica back into the restaurant.



"Jessica, you leave through the other door. Their target is me."

Jessica asked, "What about you?"

"I can't hide all the time. The staff here will handle it. You go first." Summer pushed Jessica.

Jessica nodded, adjusted her hat, and left through the other door.

As soon as she left, the reporters crowded in the restaurant.

Summer sat down on the sofa, and the group of reporters rushed to her.

Their microphones were about to poke Summer in the face.

Summer frowned and turned her head away, "I can't run now. Can you guys retreat a little? Who is to
blame if I'm scratched by the microphones and get disfigured?"

Her serious tone frightened those reporters, who had no choice but to retreat a little.

"Miss Summer, is the man in the news kissing you in the car your new boyfriend?"

"What's your relationship now?"

"Didn't you want to get Mr. Emerson back earlier? Is it because he rejected you that you felt depressed
and got a new boyfriend?"

"Can you tell us some information about your new boyfriend?"

The reporters bombarded Summer with tough questions, one after another.

Summer crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows, "Why should I tell you the information about my
boyfriend? Do you want to steal my boyfriend?"



"Miss Summer, please answer my question. Do you give up on getting Mr. Emerson now?"

Summer leaned against the sofa in a more comfortable way and said casually, "What do you think?"

"Miss Summer, since you didn't give a definite answer, does it mean that you haven't given up on Mr.
Emerson and the man who kissed you in the car is just your rebound guy?"

Summer looked up at the reporter who asked the question, "Only a broken car needs spare tires. You
said that to mock me or Mr. Emerson?"

The reporter's face stiffened with dismay, since he would be in trouble if he got Leonardo involved in
this. The reporter immediately explained, "No, Miss Summer. I mean...."

Summer smiled and said, "I know you didn't mean it. Thank you for your concern for me. I will continue
to work hard, but I hope that you can pay more attention to my works."

The reporter realized that Summer wasn't a pushover and was difficult to deal with, so he just asked
normal questions.

Summer answered their questions with ease, mostly fudging the answers.

She admitted that she was kissing her boyfriend in the car, but she was careful and didn't admit that the
man was her "new boyfriend".

"Miss Summer, please answer my question. Do you give up on getting Mr. Emerson now?"
Summer leaned against the sofa in a more comfortable way and said casually, "What do you think?"

"Miss Summer, since you didn't give a definite answer, does it mean that you haven't given up on Mr.
Emerson and the man who kissed you in the car is just your rebound guy?"

Summer looked up at the reporter who asked the question, "Only a broken car needs spare tires. You
said that to mock me or Mr. Emerson?"

The reporter's face stiffened with dismay, since he would be in trouble if he got Leonardo involved in
this. The reporter immediately explained, "No, Miss Summer. | mean...."

Summer smiled and said, "| Know you didn't mean it. Thank you for your concern for me. | will continue
to work hard, but | hope that you can pay more attention to my works."

The reporter realized that Summer wasn't a pushover and was difficult to deal with, so he just asked
normal questions.

Summer answered their questions with ease, mostly fudging the answers.

She admitted that she was kissing her boyfriend in the car, but she was careful and didn't admit that the
man was her "new boyfriend".



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