Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 358 Excellent Singing, Just Don't Sing Again

Chapter 358 Excellent Singing, Just Don't Sing Again

Anti-fans and the opposition internet army conflicted. As soon as Martin's agency made some comments, these anti-fans dug out the derogatory materials previously used to slander him. Even though these misunderstandings had been cleared up, the naysayers continued to act as if they hadn't been addressed and insisted on pointing them out.

However, his devoted fans were not the least bit surprised by this. After settling some heated debates with naysayers, they chatted about their favorite idol.

Let it boom, let it boom: Mars has returned to the top of trending results!

It has been a long time, and I genuinely miss him.

I'm so happy; I finally saw my idol again in the news.

Bochoo...my idol is still beautiful; even through a blurry lens, I can sense his beauty, hehe... My love, when will you marry me?

He fights with grace and beauty; one glance will show those two drunken men engaging in a provocative chat. Just open your eyes and observe; my idol's had two kids with him, so he won't be hitting anyone unnecessarily. That pair of drunks probably started things off for him.

My hubby is so handsome; I'm not sure why, but despite my idol's hostility, I'm glad I finally get to see him again.

Alas... Since switching his career, my idol no longer updates his blog or posts attractive new photos. The last live broadcast happened long ago, and there was no news of him after that. I'm excited now that I've heard this news.

Sigh, my idol is now a director, not an actor anymore. He doesn’t care much about his image being defamed now. In other words, your rage is worthless to us.

The paparazzi are hopeless in this era. It only took them a long time to uncover a fragment of the news. Is it because my idol is no longer beautiful, or is there no other topic to discuss? Please exert extra effort; it does not matter whether it is defamation, so long you can snap a photograph that nicely captures him.

My sweetheart, my husband... let me say this, this is taken with a professional camera, and each photograph is lovely.

Martin's ardent fans were a bunch of weirdos. They were not upset when they heard their idol was slandered but enjoyed every bit of it as if it were the celebration of a new year. Every single comment was filled with joy. It had confused those anti-fans and the opposition internet army now, to which side these weirdos belonged, fans or anti-fans.

Furthermore, after the career switch to a director, his fans have their morality standard dropped! As he read the comments from the fans, Martin's mouth began to quiver. He had no idea when his followers started acting like a bunch of goofy fans.

After losing words for quite some time, he finally posted a comment and a stunning photo of himself for his ravenous fans on his blog at his agent's urging.

Now a director, Martin Brook v please have my credentials checked. In the future, when meeting a despicable drunkard, a girl with less stamina can specialize in hitting the three areas below the abdomen. Please carry a brick in your handbag if she cannot overpower them at night. An image of a brick was included.

His agent was stunned when he saw what Martin posted on his blog

Crap, he shouldn't have any faith in this lunatic; what kind of crap is this post, anyway? He suddenly felt like he was losing hair in bunches.

The screams from the fans sounded like they were ringing in the New Year.

Wow, the picture of my hubby is stunning.

The more I think about it, the more unrealistic Mars's appearance seems. People with lousy eyesight claim that my idol has had plastic surgery. Where can you get such a flawless artificial face to show me?

It's another day when my idol’s beauty strikes me again. Come on. paparazzi, it's up to you whether or not my hubby can flaunt his stride!

I get it, as I work the night shift and constantly feel unsafe walking home. I wouldn't say I liked to bring a handbag since I thought it was unnecessary however, starting tomorrow, I will bring it every time

Haha... My idol has thoroughly exploited a girl’s handbag. I had yet to learn that handbags could be used in this way. Thank you, dear; because of you, I finally understood the purpose of my handbag; I went back and grabbed a lovely brick. Hey...my hubby still cares deeply for me.

Pathetic! Who is your hubby? The man you are speaking of is my husband.

These comments have dumbfounded Anti-fans, opposition internet army, and the paparazzi.

The fans of Martin must be utterly crazy because they dared to post such things on the blog.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

What choices does his agent have, then? He had to let the PR team follow the stream and see what happened next. Unfortunately for him, Martin is his boss; boohoo...

After concluding that the issue had been resolved. Martin brought her sister to soak their feet.

Since her feet were so soft and delicate, it felt like getting a foot massage from the little girl.

The grownups in the family enjoyed soaking their feet with her while she gently stepped on each of their instep foot a few times. It was light and soft. "More steps, continue.”

Martin caressed her younger sister's head as if she were a kitten

As she carefully followed his instructions, the white soft chubby feet stepped on his brother's instep foot.

Her brother scooped her up and carried her to bed after soaking their feet; she didn't even need to put on her slippers to walk.

ancy giggled.and dodged as Martin played around'and attempted to tickle her.She pulled the quilt around herself with her tiny hands and <> curled-tip into a ball. Her eyebrows werecu vy, her eyes bright asa puppy's, and she peeked atthis brother.

He reached out his sinful hand and gently squeezed both sides of her cheeks.

"Ha... Do you think you can escape like this?"

She struggled to move twice while wrapped in the quilt, and its dull, sweetest voice emerged from within. “Martin is bad!"

He patted the ‘silkworm little girl and grinned

"OK, OK, I won't tease you anymore; come out quickly."

She finally crawled from under the quilt and settled into her brother's lap for a storytime session

She had heard it all and memorized it, yet listening to her brother tell stories was still her favorite pastime. It was a mermaid tale, and after he was done, Martin turned to his sister and asked.

"What do you think of mermaids?"

Her curvy chin was resting on the back of her hand. Her dark eyes, which were hidden from view by thick, curled eyelashes, were as clear as glass; and she had a complexion as pure as snow.

"The mermaid is beautiful and amazing. She can even breathe and swim in such a deep sea."

artin squished her nose with a pinch. "Still, she's So foolish, in my opinion, andnas done a lot of nam. to herself for the sake of the big, .

a rogant'5 prince who doesn't care aboutier. In the end, she falls for a lie that costs her life. So, apart from Quy fami ly, there is nothing-good from the boys out there. Nancy, remember this?."

The child nodded solemnly and said, "Okay, I will remember it.”

"Then, what will you do if you run into those boys whe approach you with bad intentions?"

She uttered it sternly while clenching her fists and puffing out her cheeks. "Fight back."

"You fool, you have so many brothers. There’s no need for you to lift a finger. Find your brothers!"

“Yeah, I'll look for my brothers," Nancy blinked.

Martin felt he had achieved his goal after that. Théir gorgeous darling baby sister was far too adorable, . and nowall the kids were way ahead of theirage. He had no idea how.

>) manyother boys were coming for her,So he needed to coach Aer at the earliest possible age. First love and everything else could rot into hell.

He tucked the child's quilt in, hummed a tune, and then left the room.