You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After that slap.

For a long time, Luther and Joyce were in a cold war.

Both calmed down, but also peaceful.

It was on the weekend.

St. Casterman Road, where the best costume jewelry in Knebury was gathered.
In front of a high-end private custom store.

“Why are you here to buy clothes?” Joyce was reluctant.

“There’s a banquet tonight and you’re going to go dressed like this?” Luther glanced up and down at her, “Dressing like a beggar will lose my face.”

She didn’t think that she look like a beggar. Obviously she was looking quite good.

“Why should I attend? Our relationship is not supposed to be open to the public either, so in what identity would I go?”

take you there? It was Grandma who insisted.”

Grandma will know if I’m going or not! Can’t you just say I’m

are you addicted to lying

speechless. Forgot it. It was just a dinner party to go on. It was not a big deal. TW was Khebury’s top private custom

was about to join Joyce inside but suddenly his cell phone

you want. I

and stood under a large tree, turning his back to answer the phone. His back was erect, high and cold.

opened the glass door. Inside was a duplex

a glance at Joyce and found that she was wearing cheap clothes. “Miss, if you are looking for a bathroom, go out and turn left, and then walk for twenty meters.” said the

her disdain, casually looked the dresses and

t-shirt, costing more than 100,000 RMB. The world of rich people was really not something

in a hypocritical manner, “Excuse me. Can you help yourself first ? We have another

Joyce waved her hand.

was not something she didn’t understand. It was just that she wasn’t originally from this world. She stayed here just a few days

would have nothing to do

other than Shelly who