You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 111

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

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

Juanita pushed open the aluminum sliding door, which was not high enough 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, causing Luther 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 his feet, which looked out of place.

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

The owner vacated a table in almost no time. She threw the dishes on that 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 with amusement.

The high and mighty president, this arrogant man, had probably never condescended to come to such a tiny restaurant. The greasy table and stool might also blemish his finely tailored suits.

Luther saw the mockery on her face. Although his heart had wanted to leave 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 stool beside Joyce carefully, "Please sit down then, Boss."