James Black was just about to speak out in protest, wanting to say what's there to take photos for, when he heard Jane Sampson cheerfully nodding in agreement first.
He glanced at Jane Sampson and scoffed, she had been cold to him all morning, yet she was all smiles with his subordinates, as tender and cute as the spring breeze in March.
Despite clearly being very tired, she still playfully humored these dumbfounded lads.
"Sister-in-law, you're so nice!" a team member complimented Jane Sampson, "No wonder we all liked sister-in-law at first sight, turns out sister-in-law and us are truly fated!"
"Exactly! It's because sister-in-law is our sister-in-law, and we're all from the guard team!"
Jane Sampson was amused by the group of young team members and wanted to stand in front to take a photo with them, but James Black's grip on her hand was so close, he wouldn't loosen it at all.
Jane Sampson glared at James Black and whispered through gritted teeth, "Let go of me!"
