You Hit My Heart
Chapter 137

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

Joyce thought about it again and again, and decided that it was betternot 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 coldsmile. He knew very well, Luther clearly saw him and Joyce together inthe car. Now he called Joyce. Was he even afraid that he might eatJoyce?

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

Christian looked at her with adoring eyes. He never expected a girlcould 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.

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

And what a fiery little wildcat.

"Hey, I heard that you are the main designer for the integrated castingtechnology of the car design project of R&S Group?" Christian askedas 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 turnthe wrench and looked up at him, "Got the time to smoke, can't youhelp?"

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

"Hold down here and help me wrench it together." Joyce pointed to thescrew, “This one is particularly tight and I just can't get it off."

Christian squatted down and helped turn the wrench together, and thetwo 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 theway.

“You are really..." Christian blackened his face. What a ruthlesswoman! Shouting at him when she needed him, and throwing him awaywhen she did not need him anymore.

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

We at the Ballard group also have an automotive program that hadbeen a strong competitor to the R&S Group. Do you want to think aboutit? I'll cover the breach of contract for you."

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

When she was done, she stood up. In her haste to get up, she didn'tnotice that Christian was crouching beside her. Her raised elbowdirectly hit his handsome and cool chin.

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

Joyce said awkwardly, "Sorry, I didn't see you.” Seeing his exaggeratedexpression, she couldn't help but frown, "Does it hurt that much? It wasmy arm that hit you, not a jackhammer."

“If my handsome face is ruined, you'll be responsible. You will need tostay with me then.” He said grimly.

"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 handsclean.

Christian leaned against the roadside railing, legs folded, re-litacigarette, his whole person immersed in the lingering smoke, andseemed to thought about the past. He quietly spoke, "Some one likeLuther, simply won't deserve your love. You know too little about him."