You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The owner of the stall was taken away by law enforcement.

The good show had now ended, and the crowd of people also left one by one. There were still a few people who stayed, but before long, they also left.

Joyce took the black Lego bear Luther handed her and said, “Thank you."

Shooting required full concentration, and she hadn't noticed before that Luther had come to her side.

After she discovered that the gun had been tampered with, she felt that the owner of the stall was not doing business with integrity. She wanted to help her colleagues to win the prizes and also taught them a lesson. She didn't expect the stall owner to get angry and try to hit her when he couldn't get away with it.

Fortunately, Luther stopped it in time and called the market supervision and management department.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stagnant, Juanita wanted to help them a bit, and she said with a bit of exaggeration, "Thanks to the big boss for doing us justice, and I get the polar bear I want." Then she turned to her male colleagues and said, "Look, we have these prizes in our hands, and it's not convenient for us to continue shopping, and we have to go to the beach for dinner later. Why don't we put the bears in the car together?"

After saying that, she winked towards her male colleagues. At a time like this, should they now just leave Joyce and the boss some time alone?

The male colleague reacted and hurriedly took the Lego bear from Joyce's hand and pulled the other male colleague, "Go, let's go back to the car.”

the three of them flashed out of sight. Onlookers just now had all left the place, leaving only a few law enforcement officers in the scene to move

area was empty, and the cool breeze

felt a little

uh, walk around by myself." She cleared her throat and turned

her and handed her a bottle of

refuse, and silently walked beside him. She opened the cap of the mineral water bottle

painted the sky with clouds of red. What

it's about time, so we don't need to go back later.” On the way, Joyce barely spoke. She pointed in the direction of the

for the automotive project team had been posted in the work group. But Luther didn't know

"Good." He responded faintly.

slowly setting, and the sea was dazzling with the sunlight. Not

walked on the soft beach, and it was soft as

setting sun

boulder to sit on, enthralled by the beautiful