My open-minded older sister is a real problem for me.

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I have a very open-minded older sister who really bothers me. Please don't get the wrong idea; I'm not trying to commit incest.

I have absolutely no sexual fantasies about her. Maybe it's because we grew up together and I've seen her body all the time

. Don't misunderstand, I'm not the kind of person who likes to peep at my sister while she showers. It's just that she

always takes , and since we live under the same roof for so long, it's inevitable that I

'll catch glimpses of her naked body a few times. I also see her without makeup every day, and she's even more beautiful with makeup on.

My lack of interest in my sister doesn't mean she's not attractive. Thanks to

good family genes, she has a 33C bust, fair and delicate skin, is about 163cm tall, and weighs around 48kg.

She has a beautifully curvy figure and was the school beauty from middle school onwards.

My sister's openness doesn't mean she's sexually insatiable, always wanting sex or looking for one-night stands.

I 've never seen her masturbate, nor have I seen her have an orgasm. And I strongly suspect that her

expressions of pleasure during sex are fake. Why do I say this? Please read on to find out.

What I mean by "openness" is that my sister understands men, who are sometimes driven by their lower instincts. A woman's

body is her best weapon, and she uses it to get what he wants—and it's not

just about money. She won't even look at men who are useless to her; only a few important people

can have her. Why do I feel this way? It's mainly because I've seen certain things.

I remember when I was in fifth grade, my sister was five years older than me. She was in her first year of high school at a really bad

private high school in northern Taiwan. She was going through a rebellious phase, often running away from home, and my mother was constantly frustrated by her,

crying and yelling. My sister often argued with our parents.

One weekend afternoon, when neither of us was home—a rare occurrence for them,

as kept a close eye on us—my sister told me, "Give me 100 yuan. Wait for my boyfriend to come, and don't tell our parents.

" I was young then, and I was overjoyed to receive money. Later, a boy actually came. When the boy arrived

, my sister asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

He replied, "No, thank you! Your house is quite big!"

He said, "This is my first time at your house! I haven't seen your room yet."

My sister said, "Want to see? Come on, let's go upstairs." My sister took his hand and led him upstairs

. I was young then, and just wanted to follow my sister. I ran upstairs and approached my sister's room. I saw the

boy kissing my sister, his right hand inside her shirt, grabbing her breast, and his left hand gripping her buttocks

.

Since my sister had her back to me at first, the boy seemed to see me but ignored me.

He then pushed my sister onto the bed, lifting her legs and placing them behind his buttocks. My sister,

lying down, seemed to see me standing there and pushed the boy away a few times.

My sister cried, "My brother's here! Stop it!" I was furious. I grabbed the pencil case from my sister's desk, intending to hit

the boy. At the time, I just thought, "How could you kiss and touch my dear sister like that?" Maybe I'm

just very possessive!

Man: "Your brother's fierce!" The man grabbed my right hand and said with a smile.

Sister: "He's angry! I'll talk to him nicely later."

Sister: "Let's go downstairs first!" So the three of us went downstairs together. As

my sister went downstairs, she tried to calm me down, but I seemed to see that the boy kept touching my sister's

butt. I picked up a book and sat on the sofa, while the boy sat on the chair in the entryway. My sister was originally sitting

next to me, keeping me company while I read, but then she went out and straddled the boy, facing him, seemingly

chatting with him. The reason I could see it was because there was a large mirror on the door of the house, and the door wasn't closed. When I

sat on the sofa and looked over, the mirror reflected their position.

After chatting for ten minutes, the two started French kissing. The boy was touching the older sister's thigh; she was wearing

hot pants that day, and her buttocks were swaying back and forth. At this point, the older sister seemed to notice me watching them, so she came into

the living room , wanting to talk to me and calm me down. But the boy followed behind, and suddenly grabbed the older sister

's hand, pulling her upstairs before she could even speak.

I followed, of course, and saw them in the hallway. The boy was pinning the older sister against the wall, his left hand

holding her right leg behind her buttocks, his right hand touching her breasts, passionately kissing her. The older sister quickly noticed me,

followed me up, stood there dumbfounded, pushed the boy away, shook her head, and meowed. Then the boy

grabbed the older sister's left leg with his right hand, quickly went into her room, and closed the door.

I really wanted to go in too. It wasn't out of sexual desire, but just curiosity to see what they were doing.

But the door was locked. I kept banging on the door, saying, "Sister, I want to come in too!" But no one came out

to open the door. So I started crying loudly. At that moment, I just felt that my sister was ignoring me. My sister had always

taken good care . Then my sister opened the door.

Sister: "Little brother, be good. Sister is here." I saw that my sister was wearing only underwear. She squatted down and said to me.

Boy: "What are you crying for! How old are you? Still crying?" The boy was sitting on the bed, his upper body was bare, and there were bruises

on his chest . He said to me

fiercely. I cried even louder because the boy yelled

at me. Sister: "Little brother, be good. Don't cry anymore." My sister hugged me and said.

Boy: "Damn it! You little rascal, you've never been hit before!" The boy had already walked up to me and looked

like he was going to hit me. My crying didn't stop. My

sister said, "He's still young, don't scare him like that!"

She added, "You should go home first, I'll come find you tomorrow." She pushed him out the door.

I saw the boy glaring at me, looking very unhappy as he went downstairs. My sister kept comforting me, giving me a thousand yuan and

telling me not to tell anyone about what happened today. A thousand yuan was a lot for a 10-year-old like me

back then, and I still haven't told anyone. Later I found out that the boy was a senior in high

school, a notorious troublemaker, a leader. My sister followed him, and for three years she was unruly.

It continued like this until my third year of junior high. Because my parents wanted me to have a better school environment, they changed my

household registration and enrolled me in a better junior high school in a different district.

My sister, however, wasn't as rebellious after entering the workforce. She worked as a secretary to the general manager at a company, while I...

I attend a school in a different district, and the school is quite a distance from my home, while my sister's company is not far from the school. My mother said that after

school, I should go directly to my sister's company to wait for her to finish work, and then we would go home together. I was still young, so of course I didn't have

much of a choice. Every time I entered my sister's company, there was a counter as soon as the elevator opened, and

I always had to wait for my sister to come out and guide me before I could go in.

One day, my sister told me that she had already talked to the general manager, and that I could walk in directly from now on, otherwise it would be too

annoying for her to keep coming out to guide me.

Several months passed like this. Normally, students finished school at 4 pm, but I stayed for evening self-study,

staying an extra hour. After school, I would also play basketball with my classmates, usually until almost 6 pm, when I would go to my sister's company, covered in sweat

. But one day, evening self-study was suddenly canceled, and all students finished school at 4 pm. There were no

basketball , so I went to my sister's company instead.

I passed the counter, greeted the receptionist, and went into her office. Opening the door, I found

she wasn't there; she had her own office, and further inside was the general manager's office.

I closed the door, put my bag on the floor, and waited for her. I wandered around the room, eventually reaching the general manager's

office , wondering if she was inside. It would be normal, since she

was the general manager's secretary! But I was only a middle school student; how could I just open someone's door? It was a matter of manners.

So I approached the window and noticed the blinds weren't completely closed; there were gaps. I peered inside. I

was initially thinking of checking if she was there, but there was no one near the desk, only a woman's

shirt and skirt on it, and a pair of underwear and a bra on the floor to the left of the desk. Something seemed off. I

moved slightly to the to see what was going on on the left.

Then I saw the general manager, his back to me, naked from the waist down, having sex with someone on the sofa. I was

already at the age where I could masturbate, and seeing this scene, I felt incredibly lucky. I focused intently

on the general manager, thrusting my hips up and down against the man.

Later, the general manager stood up, and that's when I realized

that

the person lying on the sofa, being fucked by him, was actually my older sister. The general manager pulled her up, turned her around, and then, with his hands on her waist, began

thrusting into her from behind. This time, unlike when I was in elementary school, I didn't run to knock on the door; instead, I watched the scene with arousal.

A few minutes later, the general manager turned my sister around, and she quickly knelt down. He ejaculated on her face,

and like a girl in an adult film, she licked his penis clean, cleaning off the semen. Afterwards, I sat

nonchalantly in my sister's seat, acting as if nothing had happened.

That's when I realized why the boss never spoke to me when I came to the company, and why he would offer me cookies and drinks. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of person my sister, who

always acted conservatively like my mother at home, really was. 　　Later, after I finished high school, my sister went to university in the United States. My older sister was never a good student, so naturally she went to a lousy school. I often thought that with my parents abroad and no one watching over her, she must be having a great time. 　　That is, until my junior year of college, when my sister returned to China to work for another company. At that time, her boyfriend, who is now my brother-in-law, was still studying for his master's degree in the US, and they communicated via overseas phone calls. 　　One weekend evening, my sister went out to sing karaoke with her colleagues and might be home late. My parents trusted her and told her to be careful, so they allowed her to go. I left later that day to celebrate a classmate's birthday. My parents knew that birthday parties usually went all night, so they told me to drink less. I started at a restaurant to celebrate, but then we went to a karaoke bar to sing all night. 　　When we arrived at the karaoke bar, the staff led us to room 823. This room was located at the very back of the floor, and you had to walk to the end, turn a corner, and see a wall with room 823 on the left and room 824 on the right. Going to karaoke at Qian Gui KTV was a common occurrence for me, a student at the time, so I naturally sat on the sofa. 　　Then, some classmates went out to get something to eat, and the door to room 824 opened. In those brief two seconds between the two doors opening, I vaguely saw someone singing in room 824—it seemed to be my sister. Because other people were going in and out, blocking my view, I wasn't sure, but it piqued my curiosity. So I kept running out to get food and drinks, hoping to see the door to room 824 open again. 　　Finally, it happened. A man who looked to be in his fifties came out. I saw a coffee table inside with many bottles of liquor and Taiwanese beer, and a girl with her back to me was straddling a man. I became even more suspicious that the person was my sister because she was wearing a blue shirt and a blue denim mini-skirt, which seemed very similar to what my sister was wearing that day. I wasn't 100% sure—who would remember what ? But I was even more curious about who that girl was. 　　Later, I was outside, leaning against the wall, making a phone call and smoking. My classmates asked me why I was outside so long, and I just said it was too cold inside and I wanted to stay outside a little longer. So I spent more time outside than inside the private room, just waiting for the door to room 824 to reopen. 　　My patience paid off; half an hour later, the door opened again, and the same man in his fifties came out . I leaned against the wall, phone in hand, but my eyes were glancing inside. 　　Then I saw two people sitting on the sofa in the center. The man was on the right, his left hand on the woman's shoulder. The woman was on the left, bending over, her head near the man's penis, seemingly giving him oral sex . I wanted to confirm, but the door closed again. I continued playing games on my phone. Two minutes later, the man in his fifties returned with a plate of food and opened the door again. 　　Then I finally saw the girl's face. It was indeed my sister. She was sitting on the sofa, her shirt buttons half undone, her right bra pulled down, and the man's head was pressed against her right breast, sucking on it. His right hand was inside her skirt, seemingly touching her genitals . My sister's right hand appeared to be grasping the man's penis. 　　Just then, the door was about to close again. I quickly leaned against the wall on the 824 side, stretched out my left hand and pressed down on the inside edge of the door, using my fingers to try and slow the door's closure. I successfully stopped the door from closing, leaving it slightly open.

I peeked through a tiny gap, about three fingers wide, and it seemed no one noticed. I moved left and right, finding a spot where I could

see my sister. I finally positioned myself where I could see her, but I didn't dare get too close, afraid my classmates

would see me peeping. So I stood closer to the wall, still pretending to hold my phone.

A man in his fifties went in, put the food on the coffee table, and sat down where I couldn't see him.

I then saw my sister stand up with her back to me, while the man squatted down and reached under her skirt, pulling

down her underwear. He then stood up, his back to me at an angle.

That's when I noticed another man, younger, probably in his thirties. My sister

put her left leg on the coffee table, and the man's right hand was inside her skirt,

frantically gripping the man's exposed penis. The man sat down, turned my sister around,

and she grabbed his penis again, inserting it into her vagina.

The older sister was sitting on the man's lap, facing the television. The man was behind her, his hand grabbing her breasts.

Her shirt wasn't completely off, and some pubic hair was visible. Amidst the loud music,

faint moans could be heard.

I watched my sister's swaying hips. Then another man stood up, completely blocking my view. I could

only see his back. I then saw him seemingly unzip his suit pants, walk over

to my sister, and force himself on her. His right hand was pressing down on my sister's head, but I couldn't see her at all; I could only

make out the man's posture.

Later, the man who had been standing sat down, and my sister stood up, took a step to the left, grabbed another man

's penis, and inserted it into her vagina, continuing to sway her body. The man in his thirties stood up,

grabbed his own penis, and was about to lick my sister's penis when he looked in my direction, seemingly noticing the door wasn't

fully closed and someone standing outside. I quickly went back to my booth, and a minute later, when I opened the door,

the door to booth 824 was already closed.

The next day, I ran into my sister at home and asked who she had gone to karaoke with the day before. It turned out the man in his thirties was her vice president, and the man

in his fifties was her CEO. My sister had worked at that company and received a raise every two months. Now,

with the economy in a slump, my sister keeps bringing up how capable she was at her job, how much her salary kept increasing. I

was thinking to myself, what exactly was her strength? Later, after my brother-in-law returned to Taiwan, my sister left that company,

married , and moved to Kaohsiung. She stopped living with us.

Several years have passed, and only recently, for the past six months, I've wanted to take a break—and I'm not being laid off! I

work for a family business, and my parents, seeing how hard I've worked for years, let me take a six-month break. So, I've moved to

Kaohsiung to stay with my sister. My brother-in-law also runs his own company, leading a very busy nine-to-five life,

leaving home around 8 a.m. and not returning until almost 10 p.m., without exception, except when he's sick.

My sister has two children; the younger one usually lives with my brother-in-law and parents, while the older one goes to a babysitter's house after school. My sister

picks the younger child up before my brother-in-law gets home.

I figured I shouldn't waste any more time after taking a six-month break, so I enrolled in an English tutoring class. I

went to class every morning, and at first, my sister would pick me up and we'd go shopping together in the afternoon. My sister is a wealthy housewife; her leisure

time is all about shopping, and she doesn't have any financial pressure. I stayed at her house for six months without her charging me a penny. After a few days

of shopping , I noticed my brother-in-law was constantly calling her, every two or three hours,

sometimes even more frequently. My sister told me that he kept her informed about everything he was doing and where he was going!

But besides the phone calls, I also noticed that my sister was constantly sending text messages, and I often heard the phone

ringing with messages. My sister told me that it was all from her husband! And when I went out with my sister and brother-in-law, I didn't see my sister

texting like crazy, so I believed her. I just thought it was amazing that this couple was still so loving.

But a few days later, lying in bed, I started to think about it more and more, and it seemed impossible. My brother-in-law was calling so frequently; if

he was sending those text messages, then he wouldn't need to go to work at all! I just kept my phone with me, so

out of curiosity, I secretly opened my sister's phone and checked her text message inbox. It was empty! This reminded me of my

ex-girlfriend who cheated on me; she would delete text messages immediately after sending them back. I suspected something was amiss,

but what could I do?

I stayed in Kaohsiung for a few months. As I gradually became familiar with the city, I started

wandering around after class, and my sister gave me a key so I could go home by myself.

Then one day, I had a strange stomachache, so I went home early to rest. At my sister's house, I did what I always did:

surf the internet, watch TV, and then read. I have a habit of not liking to read at a desk; I prefer to

sit on the floor to read. That day, I sat on the floor next to the bed, and before I knew it, I fell asleep. When I

woke up, it was already dark. I looked at my watch; it was almost six o'clock. Then I heard noises in the hallway,

so I went out.

I saw my sister wearing close-fitting long cotton pants and a little dress, walking towards the kitchen. As soon as I entered my sister's house

, there was a fairly large living room. To the right was the kitchen/dining room.

There were two doors in the kitchen, one on the upper right and one on the lower left. One door faced the living room, and the other led to the hallway outside the room. So, to get from the living room

to the room, you had to go through the kitchen.

I didn't call out to my sister; I just followed her into the kitchen. Once inside, I noticed that all the lights were off, except for

the living room lights. I could hear a man talking to my sister from the living room. I stopped and stood in the doorway,

peeking to see who it was. It turned out to be Brother Long standing in the living room. Brother Long was a middle-aged man in his early forties.

He was very wealthy and owned his own company. I had only heard my brother-in-law mention that Brother Long was a very important

client of his company; I didn't know much about Brother Long.

Brother Long: "It's so hot! You didn't turn on the air conditioning!"

Sister: "Of course! We just got in! Aren't we going out?"

Brother Long: "Let's rest for a bit! It's really hot!" So Sister helped Brother Long take off his suit jacket and

hang it on the coat rack. Brother Long also loosened his tie, dragged it off, and threw it on the sofa.

When I saw Sister helping Brother Long take off his jacket, I knew something was going on, and I had suspected her for a long time. So I

didn't intend to leave the kitchen. I was standing at the kitchen doorway, facing the living room, and because it was getting dark, from...

The kitchen was completely dark from the living room, and since my skin is naturally darker, and I was only showing my head and

not very close to the living room, they didn't seem to notice me.

Sister: "I'll turn on the air conditioner for you," so she went to the air conditioner and turned it on.

Brother Long: "Your brother isn't here!"

Sister: "No, I just checked his room." Maybe I was lying on the floor sleeping, and

the double bed blocked her view.

Brother Long: "Ever since your brother came to Kaohsiung, it's been so hard for us to see each other!"

Sister: "How are you? Did you miss me?"

Brother Long: "Of course!" Brother Long then walked to his sister's side, hugged her, and started kissing her passionately

. Sister: "No! What if my brother comes back?" Brother Long ignored her and continued kissing her.

She seemed to know he wasn't going to stop, so she didn't say anything more

. Seeing this scene, I was excited beyond words. Since I knew my sister had a history of infidelity, and

I had suspected her for a long time, I wasn't surprised at all by this scene.

Long Ge was kissing his sister, his right hand grasping her large breasts, his left hand caressing her cotton pants.

His sister slowly began unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it off. She then left his lips and

began kissing every inch of his skin, her hands constantly stroking

his .

Sister: "I heard you recently signed a big deal with my husband."

Long Ge: "Yeah! You don't know how many of my subordinates are against it."

Long Ge: "They say this deal won't be profitable for my company."

Sister: "You're a businesswoman, why would you do a losing business?" Sister then kissed Long Ge's nipple.

Long Ge: "Of course it's for you! The economy's been so bad lately, so many companies have gone bankrupt." Long Ge

: "Your husband signing this deal will at least keep us afloat for over a year." Sister

: "Then I really have to thank Long Ge!"

Then, the sister pulled down Long Ge's pants and underwear, knelt on the ground, and began sucking and licking his penis. Long Ge looked like

he wanted it, standing there with his eyes closed and his head slightly tilted upwards. Look, Brother Long said, "I can't take it anymore,

I want it now!"

Brother Long pulled his sister up, pushed her onto the sofa, quickly pulled down her pants, spread

her legs, and licked her vulva. After a few licks, he inserted his penis into her vagina. The sister

clamped Brother Long's buttocks and held his head with both hands.

Sister: "Ah! Brother Long, it feels so good!"

Brother Long: "It's been so long since I've fucked you, isn't it very pleasurable?"

Sister: "Mmm! Mmm! Yes, it feels so good, fuck me harder!" Brother Long: "Fuck me harder, huh! I spent a lot of money to fuck you once in a long time." Brother Long thrust into his sister

forcefully. 　　At this moment, Brother Long lifted his sister up and placed her on the tea table in the living room. On the coffee table, he took off his sister's top, unhooked her bra, and tossed it behind the sofa. He then squeezed her breasts, occasionally lowering his head to suckle her nipples. He turned his sister over, so she was lying face down on the coffee table, his body on top of hers. He continued to thrust into her from behind 　　. Long Ge: "Have you been missing me lately?" 　　Sister: "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Yes! I miss you every day, Long Ge." 　　Long Ge: "What do you miss about me? My money?" 　　Sister: "No! No, I miss your cock, Long Ge ." 　　Long Ge: "Why are you missing my cock?" Sister 　　: "Mmm! Mmm! Of course, I want you to fuck me every day, Long Ge." 　　Long Ge seemed very happy to hear this, his hips... The shaking intensified. Brother Long then pulled Sister up, and they both knelt on the ground, their fingers intertwined. Brother Long thrust into Sister from behind 　　. Sister: "Ah! Ah! So good!" 　　Brother Long: "But I have work and a family to take care of, I can't do it with you every day." 　　Sister: "No, I want Brother Long to do it with me every day, ah! ah!" 　　Brother Long: "Little darling, aren't I doing it with you?" 　　Sister: "Ah! Ah! Then fuck me harder!" 　　Brother Long thrust into Sister with all his might. Then his penis left her vagina, and he pulled Sister up, placing her right foot on the coffee table. He placed his hands on Sister's waist and thrust into her vagina again. Sister grabbed Brother Long 's buttocks, seemingly trying to help him. 　　Brother Long: "I've never done this in your living room before, it felt especially good today." 　　Sister: "Really? Then after my brother leaves, we'll do it in the living room every day, ah! ah!" 　　Brother Long: "When is your brother leaving?" 　　Sister: "Soon, only a few days left." 　　Brother Long: "Then we can see each other often again!" 　　Sister: "Yeah! Yeah! Yes, that way I can be fucked by Brother Long often, ah! ah!" 　　Brother Long led Sister to the sofa and laid her down. Just as his penis was about to enter her vagina, Sister sat up, pressed Brother Long down onto the sofa, and twisted her hips, moaning softly. Brother Long kept reaching out to tease Sister's nipples, or pulling Sister down, hugging her, and kissing her, while his hips kept thrusting upwards. At this moment, 　　Brother Long: "Did you see the text message I sent yesterday?" 　　Sister: "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yes!" 　　Sister: "That girl is so lewd, yeah!" "Hmm!" 　　Brother Long: "Don't you think that female lead looks a lot like you?" 　　Sister: "Hmm! Hmm! Hmm! No way, not at all." At this moment, Brother Long hugged his sister, sat up, and turned her to the other side 　　. Brother Long: "Really not like you? Tell me! Tell me!" Brother Long stopped his penis at this time, only thrusting twice when he said "Tell me. 　　" Sister: "It's me, don't stop! I want more." The sister pouted her little mouth, swayed her body, and begged Brother Long to fuck her again . Brother Long 　　: "If I don't fuck you, I really can't bear to." Brother Long continued to fuck his sister. After a minute, 　　Brother Long: "I'm coming, I'm coming." 　　The sister quickly got up, took Brother Long's penis into her mouth, and Brother Long was so happy that he grabbed the sister's head tightly and ejaculated inside When he ejaculated, his whole body trembled a few times 　　. Sister: "Why did you ejaculate more semen this time?" The sister spat the semen into her hand.

Sister: "I think I swallowed a little semen just now," she said, showing the semen to Brother Long

. Brother Long: "Ever since I knew I'd see you today, I've deliberately avoided having sex with my wife these past few days."

Sister: "You big bad guy, deliberately avoiding sex with your wife!" Sister grinned, pointing at

Brother Long

Brother Long: "Having sex with you is dozens of times more pleasurable than with my wife."

Sister: "Yes! Then you'd better take good care of my husband!" Sister

: "Be careful, one day you won't see me anymore."

Brother Long: "Okay, I'll definitely make your husband's business prosperous."

Sister: "You said it! Come with me to get the car later, I need to pick up my son." Sister

looked at Brother Long with affection, and Brother Long responded with a lewd smile.

I glanced at my watch; it wasn't even seven o'clock yet. I thought they were probably going to have some fun in the car again. Then I saw

the two of them get dressed, the sister turned off the air conditioning and lights, and they left the house.

Later that night, when I saw my brother-in-law come home exhausted, I suddenly felt guilty towards him, but I couldn't bring myself to say

it. A few days later, I left Kaohsiung early and returned to Taipei, returning

to work ahead of schedule.

I really didn't know how to face my brother-in-law. Now, whenever there's a family gathering and we talk about my sister, my parents think she's a

very sensible and obedient daughter, my brother-in-law thinks she's a good wife and mother, and I also think she's a good sister who has

taken great care of me since I was little and still buys me things constantly. But whenever my parents say that my sister is a

traditional, conservative woman who adheres to the three obediences and four virtues, and ask for my opinion, I always shake my head and say that my perspective might be different from

theirs , that there's a difference in understanding, but I can only say that my sister is a very capable person.

Everyone sees my sister as the same kind of person, only I am different. My parents say it's because I'm stubborn and unwilling

to change my mind, that it's my flaw, but I believe that the sister I know is her true

personality, and I also believe that my sister had a relationship with Brother Long for my brother-in-law's company.

But I always feel guilty. Whenever I see everyone so happy and harmonious, and my sister is

so perfect in my brother-in-law's eyes, I can't bear to be the bad guy and say something that would ruin our happy relationship. People might

think I'm framing my sister, and I can't bear that kind of bad guy attitude. But my open-minded sister is

still a real source of trouble for me.

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