Cheng Weiyue and Zhao Ruolan had always followed closely behind the two, their eyes brimming with warm tears as they watched Cheng Weiyue's disappearing back.
At the entrance, a seemingly endless line of luxury cars was parked, presenting a grand and powerful scene.
Zhao Ximo poked his head out, "Jingwei! Over here! Over here!"
They had all been waiting outside; Jingcheng hadn't seen a wedding this grand in a long time. Zhou Jingwei seemingly spared no expense for his "little princess," wishing he could use only the very best for everything.
The wedding was held at the old Zhou Family estate. Normally, this was not allowed; the old Zhou estate had never permitted the slightest alteration, preserving the dignity and grace of generations past, not allowing for any lapse.