You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

When it came to alcohols, Kane was simply the best of the best!

He seldom got drunk!

Joyce and Kane both exchanged glances.

Kane nodded, and then he lifted the glass in front of him, "Mr. Robertson is so right about it. I'll toast to Mr. Robertson."

He said and raised his head to drink. Before he drank it all, he coughed and pretended that he was choking on the strong wine. He wiped his lips and continued to drink until the whole glass of alcohol was completely finished.

"Oh, good, good attitude.” Otis nodded as he finished his own glass of wine in one go.

Joyce didn't drink. She picked up the cake on the table and took a bite. "Ms. Knowles, you're not going to sing us a song?" Otis spread his arms out and rested them on top of the back of the sofa chair, peering straight at her.

Today she wore more casually, and her long curly hair draped over her back. She looked less professional, but more casual and more attractive.

"I was afraid of my poor singing would only pollute Mr. Robertson's ears." Joyce gave a wry smile.

as it's you." Otis clapped his hands, and his eyes seemed to be dripping

sing." Joyce started to choose a song on the screen next to the couch. She flipped around and finally chose a song called “they don't care about

sung in a long time. For some unknown reasons, she suddenly wanted to sing

soft, gentle, lingering prelude, she began

hoarse, and a bit shaky. It

performed the song

was sitting lazily, and when he heard her singing, he was slightly stunned, and could not help but sit up

was so

was intoxicated. Even Eugene who was standing at the door at that time, could not help but sneak a few glances

when he stared

she was singing for the old time. It should be a gloomy rainy day, and the sky was tinged with a dusky hue. She seemed

voice infected everyone in

her with a complicated

past that she didn't want to remember, and he knew that she must have suffered

the only thing he could do was to