At this moment, Cindy Douglas, who had saved her money, came out of the bank and stood at the door of the bank, looking down at the balance of 300,000 dollars in the text message, showing a satisfied smile, and it seemed that she heard the old lady in line behind her and discussed her,

"This is Cindy Douglas, oh, it's spread all over the town, it's shameless! To do that kind of deal at a young age!"

"Look at her, save so much money, where does a little girl get so much money! It must be kept by someone!"

Cindy Douglas was famous. Not only the school people knew what she did, but the whole town knew about her.

But she did not care anymore, nothing could be more important than her father.

She wiped the sweat and returned home on a bicycle.

Her home, just a kilometer away from Will Ham's villa, was a straight line, but it was like a few worlds apart, she entered the bungalow area. The road became crowded, with poultry passing by occasionally, mud and rubbish all over the road, buildings playing freely without any rules, and a mess of filth, and random graffiti.

A black luxury car quietly drove in. The car stopped when Cindy Douglas stopped. Jack Franklin who was sitting in the car, saw Cindy Douglas standing at the door of a small broken courtyard, the rusty broken iron door was hit by a lot of rotten eggs stinky tofu, the whole door was stinky.

The lock couldn't open for some reason, probably because someone had stuffed it. There were some unseemly words scribbled on the door panel, and even small slips of paper tucked haphazardly into the door crack, written in what was certainly nothing touching either.

Johnson Franklin couldn't help talking, "It's too much!"

When they first came to River Town, they didn't know how the father and daughter had been judged before, but they still felt that what these people were doing was too much. Jack Franklin put his hand on the doorknob, he was ready to go down and show a face, and then let Cindy Douglas beg for his help.

As a client of her great business opening customer, he felt that he was obliged to help her, and besides, she might be ...

He mostly still wanted to see if she still had that courage that had just rejected him.

Unexpectedly, Cindy Douglas didn't need any help. She parked her bicycle, turned over the wall in two steps, and dexterously entered the yard. After a while, a crowbar was shelled out, and Cindy Douglas came over the wall again. She pried the lock with a poker-face.

Jack Franklin's impulsive foot stopped and continued to be silent in the car, carefully looking at the girl, as if looking at something rare, he always felt that this little girl exuded a strange fragrance that attracted him.

Cindy Douglas didn't know that someone was observing herself in secret, she pushed the bicycle into the door, washed the door, and swept the floor, cooking, then started live broadcasting.

"Now, remember to double-click, my dear fans. I will show you the swordsmanship passed down from my family."

"Thanks for the gifts, babies!"

After finishing the live broadcast, she received some presents, which was considered to be income, at least today's money to buy food was earned.

Cindy Douglas possessed a face that resembled the late big star, Sophia Lake. When she was doing live broadcasts, she also used the 'Little Sophia Lake' as a stunt. Although she was shameless, it was a bit popular, and it was enough to maintain food and clothing.

After eating, she quickly climbed up to repair the leaky roof.

At this moment, Jack Franklin had pushed open the door, looking at the muddy feet a few centimeters below, he frowned slightly.

The assistant quickly pulled out the shoe cover and put it on him, then he came down reluctantly.

Pushing open the door of the Douglas family, he walked in slowly, while covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, afraid of smelling something unpleasant.

Unexpectedly, this small farmhouse did not have the unpleasant smell of imagination, it was very warm and clean. The small garden was planted with flowers, grass, and vegetables. The two-story building was a bit dilapidated, but it was very delicate. There were hand-made dream catchers, and the mottled walls were painted with a layer of murals. There was a sense of design everywhere, providing people a feeling of entering a nostalgic home-stay, there was nothing uncomfortable about it.

On the roof, Cindy Douglas was pulling a piece of plastic cloth to cover the leaking roof. Recently, she had no spare money and no time to repair the roof. Only a piece of plastic cloth could be used to temporarily withstand it. Unexpectedly, she heard someone called her, "Cindy Douglas, come down."

Cindy Douglas turned around and saw Jack Franklin at a glance.

Wasn’t this the uncle who bought her watch yesterday?

How to...find home?

Too bad, was the quality of the watch and wallet all right? But the money was her father's life-saving money, it was impossible to give it back!

In an instant, she had already made plans and asked, "Uncle, who are you?"

She didn't know him, she was so poor, she hadn't sold any watch wallets, she didn't know anything. She had nothing but her life.

Jack Franklin's green muscles jumped on his forehead again, and there was a feeling that he was loathed after being slept and was abandoned due to aging and also was pretending not to know him.

Not to mention that they slept all night, just yesterday, he bought her watch and wallet!

She simply pretended not to know him!

Jack Franklin smiled coldly and looked up, "You`ll know when you come down."

Cindy Douglas came down from the roof, Jack Franklin saw that the young flesh was only wrapped in a thin pair of shorts, the creamy white suspenders drenched by the sweat-soaked body, clinging to the skin and tracing out mouth-watering lines.

Cindy Douglas's white feet landed on the ground lightly, with her one meter seven tall figure controlled to a perfect ratio.

As soon as she came down, she put on a coat, her white chin hooked up, her hands neatly pulled her long hair out of the coat and tied it up with rubber bands. From the angle of Jack Franklin, he could just see the faint teeth he had left on her swan-like neck.

With just such a simple gesture, the breath coming out of Jack Franklin`s nostrils were more burning than ever when he looked at her.

Thinking that a few days ago, this young flesh once belonged to him, once that soul-stirring memory was aroused, he suddenly felt that the person in front of him, every movement, every inch of skin, every strand of hair had the scent of seduction.

This damn hormone ...

Cindy Douglas put on her clothes before walking to Jack Franklin. She was snow-white with a small face, and her facial features were delicate. It was easy to recall the pure campus flower in middle school, the one with good grades and beautiful appearance.

Cindy Douglas looked at Jack Franklin affectedly, and asked seamlessly, "Uncle Jack, which unit are you from? Is there anything to do with me?"

She also flicked the broken hair through the little white ears, reminding Jack Franklin that night, he once, retaliated, looted her, even the tender earlobe.

He remembered the taste, sweet.

Jack Franklin snorted coldly, "Can't you recognize me?"

After that, he stood, waiting for her to recognize him, and wanted to find any clues about a guilty conscience from her face.

But the owner of the sweet earlobe didn't seem to know him.

Cindy Douglas not only felt at ease, but her face was also seamlessly pure and innocent, and even gave him an identity indiscriminately, "Do you come from an insurance company?"

It's so hot and you're wearing a suit and white shirt, either in sales or selling insurance.

Yes, it must be.