You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Justin saw Joyce finish her meeting with her father and walk out of the box.

He stood quietly at the end of the hallway waiting for her.

Joyce walked up to Justin and smiled lightly, “It was a good talk, it's over."

Justin reached out to put his arm around Joyce's thin shoulder, but she avoided it without a trace and pressed the elevator button instead.

"My father didn't give you a hard time, did he?" He asked gently, his gaze always resting on her, unable to move away.

“No, uncle has changed a lot. He's completely different from the impression he left me before." Joyce returned sincerely. It was indeed to her surprise, and she thought she would be humiliated tonight.

dinner yet, I'll take you downstairs for a bit, I've already had it prepared.” Justin raised his wrist and

I'm not hungry, I'm a little tired and want to go back and

no desire to eat at all. "How can that be, I see you often work overtime day and night, and you don't even have time

want

this time the elevator came, Joyce walked straight into

that? I'll ask the waiter to pack you a beef congee, and when you go back, you can heat it up and eat it yourself when you're hungry. Then, I'll send you

Joyce didn't

feel sluggish and sick to her stomach today, and didn't want to take the subway or

thought to herself that

me that my father was so thoughtful. Joyce, it seems that my father has completely put aside the prejudice against you, and from now on, there