The year I just got married, my younger sister-in-law was staying at my house because she was looking for a job and hadn't rented a place yet.


One day, my wife went to work, and my sister-in-law also went out to look for a job.
Coincidentally, I was off that day and saw two pairs of underwear on the washing machine, thinking they belonged to my wife, so I washed them.
That evening, my sister-in-law came back and asked if her sister had also washed her underwear.
My wife said no.
Then, our eyes met—my eyes and my sister-in-law’s eyes.
Awkward silence...
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