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."

Franklin looked sideways at Cassie. "You should understand

meaning. His dark eyes were deep and bottomless, and Cassie felt a slight tremor in her

suddenly changed and

coxcomb in the eyes of others, swallowed the whole

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

his own family, and then swallowed the Corden

this strength were enough to make Cassie admire him... Cassie curled her lips and said. "Well, I will tell you. Don't

the bar she went the night before. "This is where I took my picture last night," she

In a bar?

man frowned... Could she still not

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

work here,

you think

She

go to that rich and glorious home to ask for help,

was cheap, saying that she

their wealthy parents? Whenever she asked for help, even she couldn’t get tens of millions of dollars, she could at

go back to the family, because her heart had been broken or because she was disappointed. But her pride, no matter what kind of torment she had suffered, was

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

first, Cassie didn't get it, but after a few seconds, she got his

it right. She is 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 on the stage to dance striptease. The woman in the picture, she rushed up to him. And

“A man?”

her phone, "Look, the guy she's covering. But the picture

He saw only this woman in his eyes and

didn't want to. They all scolded her, but the woman just said that the man was her

laughing, "What on earth are you looking for, Mr.

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

what Cassie said, Franklin's face went white... Did she fall in love with