“A comb to the head, wealth and prosperity do not need to worry.”
As the emcee said, the two men took the combs and symbolically brushed them lightly in both their hair.
“Two combs to the head, no disease and no worry.”
The two combed their hair once more.
Adriana loved it, but was just a little uncomfortable being photographed by those media one after another.
“Three combs to the head, many children and longevity; and then comb to the end, raise the case and eyebrows.”
After the emcee finished, the two put down their combs and Peter leaned over and dropped a kiss on Adriana’s forehead through the veil.
Then the seat support was retracted and the two got into the car. Peter and Harlee closed the limo door and got into the car from the other side.
“Oh my God, I’m so jealous, why did I come to do an interview?”
“It’s simply a large dog abuse scene.”
“No more no more, I’m having a myocardial infarction.”
“So Mr. Alston and Mr. Soto both dote on their wives so much?”
…
The car started slowly, at the moment of starting, a tune suddenly sounded outside, a familiar melody, Adriana clear can not be clear.
That’s … “Dream Wedding”.
More than a dozen cars, uniformly installed stereo, playing tunes.
Adriana didn’t know how much work Peter had put into the car, but she knew that it was not easy for Peter to do so much in a short period of time.
Inside the car, Adriana looked sideways at Peter, clutching a bouquet of flowers in her hand, pursed her lips and said, “honey, thank you.”
Such a wedding, which Adriana had never dared to fantasize about, now really happened, making her feel surprised, happy and romantic.
“Silly girl, thanks for nothing.”
He took her hand and the little woman snuggled into his side.
Just in time to look sideways out the window, it was then that I unexpectedly noticed that all of Waverly’s roadside ads, screen ads were dominated by her wedding to Peter and Harlee to Eliza.
The large Waverly, Adriana could hardly imagine just how many people were out in force yesterday overnight.
Not only that, but even the road they were driving on was unobstructed all the way.
Adriana looked out the window and nowhere was their wedding photos and well wishes, it was a wedding for the ages.
Her grip on Peter’s hand tightened slightly, moved beyond words.
Ten minutes later, the limousine arrived at the Asnana Hotel, but only passing by.
Adriana froze, “honey, isn’t that the Asnana Hotel?”
Didn’t we agree to hold it at the hotel?
“Our Adriana’s wedding, how can it be just in a hotel?”
Peter stroked her head and smiled.
As the car kept moving forward, then it drove on the red carpet, even though it was a slow drive, but a full ten minutes of driving are red carpet.
It eventually stopped outside the exhibition center in Waverly.
The car stopped, two men got out and went around the side, opened the door and helped the bride out.
Hundreds of journalists were blocked from filming outside the security barrier.
A section of the road extending from the curb to the main entrance of the exhibition center is decorated with gorgeous roses in bloom, with arched flower gates, draped with pink gauze, swaying in the wind.
Every meter, people stood left and right, holding salutes.
Peter and Adriana walked in front, Harlee and Eliza walked behind, and as the two walked slowly, the salute kept going off.
As the sound fell, colorful ribbons fell one after another, and everything looked so romantic under the backdrop of “Dream Wedding”.
When they walked outside the main entrance of the exhibition center, a few people greeted them, “Go over with them.”
Peter said to Adriana.
Adriana was a little unsure, but followed Eliza, went in with those people and left.
Twenty minutes later, inside the dreamy fairy tale wedding venue, Waverly and the major business and entertainment celebrities and businessmen gathered.
Peter and Harlee stood on the wedding stage, with the master of ceremonies kept saying prologue words, after the wedding officially began, the music began to play, the sky falling pink and red rose petals, a rain of flowers, the two brides sitting on the high swing slowly fall, like a fairy.
The whole wedding scene, live across town, with top-notch filming equipment and uncapped wedding expenses, created a super luxurious grand wedding.
The swing with woven flowers landed precisely in front of Harlee and Peter, and the two men stepped forward and carried the bride down.
The scene resounded with loud applause.
The guests were sighing and more than a little envious.
“It’s gorgeous.”
“Rich people really know how to play.”
“I thought Mr. Alston was out of money when he was kicked out of the Alston Group, but I didn’t expect the wedding to be so grand.”
“Who says otherwise, it seems Mr. Alston is not that simple either.”
…
The site stood a large lineup of groomsmen and bridesmaids group, are the entertainment industry’s top stars and two pairs of bride and groom’s best friends.
First, we made a game, then the wedding officially began, then the large screen was divided into two, the left is the production of Harlee and Eliza two video, the right is Adriana and Peter two past images of the production of the video.
The video played for twenty minutes, all with bits and pieces of their past fresh in their minds.
Eliza was moved to tears and Adriana was equally moved.
Those images are only part of the picture, but more images because it involves some important things, such as the existence of ‘unnamed island’, so there is no those images, not without some regret.
“Here is the confession session for our two grooms, starting with Mr. Alston.”
The emcee handed the microphone to Peter.
The handsome man holding the microphone, standing in front of Adriana, looking at the woman in the wedding dress, holding flowers, actually some suppressed nervousness.
The hand holding the microphone, clenched and clenched, pursed his lips and said: “Adriana, I’m not good at romantic and beautiful confessions. But I have a true heart for you, really like you, love you, want to hold the hand of a son, and son white head. I am now a jobless hobo, it is you who never leave my side, so in the future, you are the main outside, I am the main inside, willing to give you laundry and cooking every day.”
With that, he snapped his fingers and a man from the stage stepped up to the front of the stage.
Peter held the microphone in his left hand, his right hand took out a copy of something from the box the man was carrying, an A4 paper contract.
Raised, with a faint smile, he said, “Now that we are married, mine is yours. So, before that I have transferred all the property in my name to your name.”
With that, he looked down at the contract and read: “Twenty villas in my name, thirty-four outside rentals, shares in Alston Group, seven hotels, fifty cars, bonds, futures, and stocks, all of which were transferred before yesterday, are now all in your name.
From this day on, you are the princess on high, and I am the man with nothing. So, Ms. Hale, will you be with me for the rest of your life?”
As Peter’s voice fell, a sigh of relief rose from all around.