You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 137

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If she answered the phone, it would be hard for her to explain why she was with Christian. It was about the Warner family and the

Ballard family, and if they had a problem, it would be even harder for her to say.

But if she didn’t answer the phone, she was afraid that Luther would look for her everywhere and everyone would know.

Joyce thought about it again and again, and decided that it was better not to answer the phone.

She simply turned her phone to silent, and her ears were not bothered.

Christian's eyes glanced at Luther's phone and his lips showed a cold smile. He knew very well, Luther clearly saw him and Joyce

together in the car. Now he called Joyce. Was he even afraid that he might eat Joyce?

Joyce picked up the jack, went to the wheel, skillfully drove the runabout up and used a special wrench to remove the tire.

Christian looked at her with adoring eyes. He never expected a girl could be so wild and could even change tires for him.

"Amazing! What else can't you do?" He asked curiously.

"There are a couple of things indeed, like getting rid of flies like you." She retorted.

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He felt that he could not speak, and as soon as he spoke, he would be retorted by Joyce.

And what a fiery little wildcat.

"Hey, | heard that you are the main designer for the integrated casting technology of the car design project of R&S Group?"

Christian asked as he lit a cigarette on the roadside and held it between his two fingers. He looked just evilly sexy.

"You've asked around, why are you asking me." Joyce struggled to turn the wrench and looked up at him, "Got the tto smoke,

can't you help?"

Christian took two puffs and threw the cigarette on the floor and stomped it out.

"Hold down here and helpwrench it together." Joyce pointed to the screw, "This one is particularly tight and | just can’t get it

off."

Christian squatted down and helped turn the wrench together, and the two of them worked together and finally took the screw off.

"There you go." Joyce quickly removed the tires, "It's hard to remove, but much easier to reinstall. You just don’t stand in the way."

After saying that, she pushed Christian away from her, who was in the way.

"You are really..." Christian blackened his face. What a ruthless woman! Shouting at him when she needed him, and throwing him

away when she did not need him anymore.

Looking at her skillful action, he squatted beside her again, "How much R&S Group pays you, | give you ten times.

We at the Ballard group also have an automotive program that had been a strong competitor to the R&S Group. Do you want to

think about it? I'll cover the breach of contract for you."

Joyce put the new tires on and screwed it back, "Doing things the way they should be done is a matter of professional ethics."

When she was done, she stood up. In her haste to get up, she didn't notice that Christian was crouching beside her. Her raised

elbow directly hit his handsand cool chin.

"Ah." Christian screamed in pain, covering his jaw.

Joyce said awkwardly, "Sorry, | didn't see you." Seeing his exaggerated expression, she couldn't help but frown, "Does it hurt that

much? It was my arm that hit you, not a jackhammer."

"If my handsface is ruined, you'll be responsible. You will need to stay withthen." He said grimly.

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"Heh." Joyce put the old tires and tools back in the trunk.

Pull out a wet paper towel from the car and carefully wipe her hands clean.

Christian leaned against the roadside railing, legs folded, re-lit a cigarette, his whole person immersed in the lingering smoke, and

seemed to thought about the past. He quietly spoke, "Sone like Luther, simply won't deserve your love. You know too little

about him."

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