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"What nonsense are you spouting?"
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Huo Xingzhou's face darkened, his expression turning incredibly sharp.
"Oh my, getting angry from embarrassment, huh? I have evidence," he said, taking out his phone and opening a group chat, "sent by your sister."
Huo Xingzhou glanced at it, and his face turned pitch black.
In the photo, Huo Xingzhou was pinned down by Qiao Xi, the lighting dim, full of ambiguity.
"I see she sent it to quite a few people," Zhou Yu lifted his phone and said, "She's saying her brother is useless and the sister-in-law has to take initiative. Love bites are just love bites, why say it's subdermal hematoma? Oh, you guys really have some taste."
Huo Xingzhou, barely containing his rage, wanted to grab Huo Sijiao and give her a good beating.
"Are you done talking?" Huo Xingzhou's complexion grew even colder.
