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Summer covered her mouth after she finished
speaking.
She playfully stuck out her tongue at the
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camera.
“Sorry, sis. I didn’t mean to say that. Don’t
blame me.”
Blake smiled and poked her forehead.
He whispered something to her.
Summer shyly kissed him.
The crew gasped and zoomed in.
The fans in the live stream went crazy.
I rolled my eyes and looked at the time.
Why were the security guards so slow?
Summer blushed and grabbed my arm.
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She leaned in, pointing to the mark on my
neck, pretending to be confused.
“Sis, is that a hickey? But brother-in-law isn’t
home. You…”
Her voice was quiet.
The camera quickly zoomed in on my neck.
I didn’t like being in front of the camera.
Frowning, I pushed the camera away.
The cameraman didn’t expect me to be so
strong.
The camera fell on the ground.
I coldly laughed, “Sorry, if you have any
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losses, you can contact my lawyer to discuss
compensation.”
The comments exploded.
[What! Messy!]
[What a disaster, I want Summer.]
[Old men can’t satisfy her. She’s playing with
young guys.]
[She’s probably slept with more than one
person.]
[I hope she doesn’t have any diseases.]
[I can be your boyfriend, I’m better than that
old man.]
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Summer gasped.
She looked at me tauntingly.
“Sis, although I feel bad that my brother-in-
law married you but doesn’t want to touch
you, you can’t have an affair. The Bentleys
won’t want a slutty daughter-in-law…”
