"Joyce, why don't you say something?" Juanita nudged her gently, her expression more serious than usual, "Are you really going to marry Justin?"
"I won't." Joyce answered very seriously.
"Good. Let's have a nice chat tonight about your plans." Juanita said.
At that moment, Joyce's cell phone suddenly rang, and the screen lit up. It was Justin.
Juanita happened to catch a glimpse of it and gave Joyce a worried look.
Joyce didn't hesitate but just answer the phone in front of her, "Justin, is something wrong? I'm sorry about what happened this morning, and it wasn't like what was reported. Did it get you in trouble?"
"How come? That's not why I called you."
From the other end of the phone came Justin's gentle and clear voice.
It was as refreshing as the spring breeze in March.
"Last night, I called you and I wanted to talk to you. Since you had something to do last night, tonight is fine, Joyce, I want to meet you and we'll have dinner together, okay?"
The sound coming from the phone was not small enough and Juanita could also hear what he said.
Joyce raised her head and looked at Juanita, with whom she had agreed to have dinner tonight.
Juanita waved her hand in a hurry and said silently with her lips, "I'm fine, I can wait for you."
Joyce had a bit of a headache, rubbed her temples, and said, "Yes, that's fine."
"Great, I just made a reservation at a very classy restaurant. I'll send you the address later. See you at six thirty."
On the other end of the line, Justin's voice could not hide his excitement.
"Okay, I'll hang up now."
Joyce quickly cut off the phone and took a long helpless breath. It had been so exhausting for her to deal with all these men day after day, even a hundred times more exhausting than her drawings!
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