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.

of a sudden, the shutter sounded

when they saw the person who got out of the car, they all

at the person who got out of the car, their eyes

looked at the person getting out

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

in the driver's seat was not

Melody's assistant.

What was going on?

passenger seat, opened the door, and Melody got

white, and the tiny diamonds on it sparkled in the

her head, which trailed along with the wedding dress, and she was as beautiful

reporters came to their senses. They immediately pressed

didn't see the groom, but when the

behind came up and followed Melody, carrying the train of her long dress, and they walked into

the hotel, the wedding director came over and

each seat had

sit wherever they

led everyone to their seats, and Preston took his

sat in the second row and third

the relatives of

were the business and political

were

sat down and spoke

Mr. Weston

"No, what about you?"

"Neither did we."

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

"Probably."

Preston frowned at this.