Fit For Your Love (Olivia and Everett)

An endless row of wedding cars drove by.

The front-most wedding car was Lykanhype, super car, limited edition. Only seven of these cars were made in the world.

Not to mention its high price, the most important thing was that you couldn't buy it even if you wanted to.

It was followed by the Siebel sports cars.

The rearview mirrors of every wedding car were tied with white gauze bows, which fluttered in the wind.

It was quiet all around.

Everyone looked at the wedding car coming in and at the couple about to get off.

Preston also watched, with his hand in his pocket.

Everett didn't want this wedding, but because of Olivia, he compromised.

In his memory, Everett had never compromised with anyone. This was the first time.

Because of a woman.

He didn't know what to say.

Because of this mood, he couldn't laugh for a moment.

He should have laughed.

He should have blessed them.

When the car stopped, the media reporters immediately took photos of the wedding car with their cameras. For a moment, there were sounds of shutter all around. Soon the door opened and the one in the driver's seat got out.

a sudden, the shutter

got out of the car, they all

guests all looked at the person who got out of the car, their eyes wide open, forgetting what they were going to

as he looked at the person getting out of

the wedding car went to pick up the bride, the driver should be

seat was not the groom, but

Melody's assistant.

What was going on?

went to the passenger seat, opened the door, and

was white, and the tiny diamonds on it sparkled

a veil on her head, which trailed along with the wedding dress, and she was

moment, the reporters came to their senses. They immediately pressed the shutter button, and the

they didn't see the groom, but when the bride appeared, the

Melody, carrying the train of her long dress, and they walked

came over and seated the guests. The wedding

each seat had

couldn't sit

led everyone to their seats, and

sat in the second row and

row sat the relatives

the second row were the business and political

row were slightly inferior, and so

down and spoke in

you see Mr. Weston just

"No, what about you?"

"Neither did we."

is about to begin, but Mr. Weston hasn't shown

"Probably."

Preston frowned at this.