I've Been There Before

Franklin hurried off the plane. There was a taxi at the airport. He got in and gave the driver an address.

His friend was staying at a home stay in the vicinity of Dali city.

He contacted the friend and that person was waiting for him early in the door of the home stay, while basking in the sun and checking when Franklin would come.

A taxi from a distance came and stopped at the gate of the homestay.

As the car door opened, Franklin emerged.

This friend of Franklin's was a woman, and years before, everyone knew that Franklin loved to play, and this woman had gone to karaoke and dinner with him.

As soon as Franklin got out of the car, a smile spread across her delicate face,

"Mr. Cordon, I thought you were joking. You really come here What's up? You come here so quickly, are you coming to chase your wife?"

It was a joke, half true, half false. Franklin smiled and did not speak, with a trace of loss in his eyes.

"Cassie," he said, taking out his phone and clicking on the picture, "Where did you take this picture?"

Cassie, startled, did not answer immediately, but looked at Franklin's face as she investigated what was going on, "Well... Mr. Cordon, you're not really going after your wife, are you? Who is she in the picture?"

"You guessed it wrong," Franklin said bitterly.

If, as Cassie had said, he was after his wife, he would have laughed himself out of sleep at night.

"I would like to pursue her, but unfortunately, I have long been not qualified."

Cassie curled her long curly hair in an amorous manner. "To have Mr. Cordon come all the way from a thousand miles away, and to have you remembered. Who is this woman?"

Franklin pursed his lips, and for a moment he muttered, "You don't know."

Cassie curled her lips. "I won't tell you if you don't tell me."

each other?” Franklin

were deep and bottomless, and Cassie felt a slight tremor in her heart...

out of everyone’s surprise, in that year, the playboy suddenly

a coxcomb in the eyes of others, swallowed

man next to her... This person had long ago not been that playboy who would play

deal with his own family, and then swallowed the Corden family, becoming the top dog of

"Well, I will tell you.

night before. "This is where I took my picture last

In a bar?

frowned... Could she still not get out

managed to get out of S city. She would not be back into this business

work here, does

wondered, “Why do you think

woman, she..." She had her

got out of jail, she didn’t go to that rich

said she was cheap, saying that she was too

people didn't think was they were her; would they have the desperate courage not to ask for help from their wealthy parents? Whenever she asked for help, even she couldn’t get tens of millions of dollars, she could at least get

been broken or because she was disappointed. But her pride, no

time I met her, she had a broom. She is a cleaner." Franklin made a nonsensical remark

didn't get it, but after

not the employee here. Yesterday it was noisy here, and came a couple of man and woman. The man is beautiful with good figure. He ran

“A man?”

covering. But the picture wasn't taken well. there was actually a

grabbed the phone and only saw this woman yesterday. He saw only this woman in his eyes and ignored the others. There was indeed a man behind

but the audience didn't want to. They

laughing, "What on earth are

man like Franklin, who had traveled thousands of miles in the

white... Did she