You Hit My Heart
Chapter 111

Juanita took Joyce and Luther and went to a tiny restaurant right nextto the road.

The decoration in the restaurant was enough to tell them this restaurantwas at least two or three decades old. Without the name of therestaurant hanging above the door, they could by no means know thatthis was actually a restaurant.

Juanita pushed open the aluminum sliding door, which was not highenough for Luther's height, so he had to bend down to enter.

Inside was a whole crowd of people, eating and drinking, noisy, lively,and boisterous.

The owner of the store greeted Juanita warmly, "Girl, you're here again,and you brought your friend.”

A burst of greasy aromas wafted over the noisy environment, causingLuther to frown.

The slightly dirty tile floor seemed a little sticky when he stepped on it,and he looked down at the limited edition custom leather shoes on hisfeet, which looked out of place.

Juanita also noticed and asked awkwardly, "Boss, do you need a betterrestaurant than this one? Here, here, uh, really not very suitable foryou."

The owner vacated a table in almost no time. She threw the dishes onthat table into the cleaning bucket, took out a rag with hardly any color,wiped it twice, and greeted, "Come, come, sit here."

Joyce was the first to be seated, and she looked over at Luther withamusement.

The high and mighty president, this arrogant man, had probably nevercondescended to come to such a tiny restaurant. The greasy table andstool might also blemish his finely tailored suits.

Luther saw the mockery on her face. Although his heart had wanted toleave and his handsome face could hardly hide his dislike, he still said,"No need! This is it."

"Oh." Juanita hurriedly took out wet paper towels and wiped the stoolbeside Joyce carefully, "Please sit down then, Boss."

Luther took a really close look to make sure it was clean before he satdown, and his body was tightened up all the time, afraid to get himselfdirty.

"Just can't imagine a man as arrogant as you are should be so afraid toget yourself dirty.” Joyce flattened her lips and muttered.

Luther looked sideways, "What did you say?"

"Oh, nothing, I said I'm hungry! Hurry up and get something to eat.”Joyce looked calm and leisurely picked up the menu and flippedthrough it.

"We want a large steam pot chicken, a braised matsutake, and aroasted tofu,” Juanita almost shouted at the owner while wiping thetable in circles with paper towels. She complained in her heart. Forwhat her boss just had to come with them to such a place! With such aman around, she did not even dare to say anything, could not enjoy hermeal, and now had to clean up the table like a waitress.

Joyce cleaned all the dishes with boiling water, then handed them toLuther at her side.

Luther saw that Joyce did not clean her own dishes, "You don't usethem?"

Joyce propped up her chin with one hand, a smile in the corner of hereyes, "I'm fine. I grew up in an orphanage, I don’t need all thosetroubles.”

Luther's handsome face darkened. Looking at her playful smile, hegave her a fierce glare.

Juanita hurriedly got in to calm the situation down, "This restaurant hasbeen here for thirty years. And the owner was from the south. So youwill have exactly what you will have in the south! I am sure it will not letyou down."

Luther took Joyce's dishes and helped her to clean them up as well.Before long, the owner brought up the food himself, “Girl, so yourfriends are a couple. Handsome and beautiful, you are really quite amatch. You are just made for each other" She smiled and said to Joyce,"I always know it when I see people, and I won't be mistaken. A veryconsiderate man, not bad."

"Uh, we ..." Joyce wanted to say something, but... Forget it, she did notneed an explanation.

Joyce opened the lid of the pottery steamer, and immediately the hotsteam and the aroma overflowed. Not bad!