The wedding time between Wu ZiMo and Scott seemed to be held in a hurry, but the grandeur was not inferior to that of a certain interstellar superstar wedding that has always been talked about.
Wu ZiMo was called out by Mrs. Alman early in the morning, but Mrs. Alman has been in excitement since last night.
Pulling Wu ZiMo to let him do skin beautification, hair trimming, full body massage and so on.
To be honest, if Wu ZiMo didn't feel anything at first, now seeing Mrs. Alman in such a big battle, and the constant flow of guests outside, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
The two had a European-style wedding, so there was no rule that the husband and the husband could not meet before the marriage, but the marshal was even busier than Wu ZiMo, so it was Mrs. Alman who accompanied Wu ZiMo.
Mrs. Alman saw the boy's slightly stiff expression, and teased with a smile: "XiaoMo, are you nervous now? Don't be afraid, mother will always be with you."
"Cough cough, trouble mother." Wu ZiMo kept the stylist fiddling with him, listening to Mrs. Alman, not knowing what kind of response he should have.
"Madam, it's all right." The stylist took his assistant and took a step back, and said respectfully to Mrs. Alman with an expression of surprise.
Mrs. Alman looked at Wu ZiMo dressed up by the stylist, and she had to sigh: "XiaoMo is so beautiful today. Come on, mother will take you to faint Scott's child."
As Mrs. Alman spoke, she took Wu ZiMo's hand and asked him to take her own arm and walk outside.
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Mrs. Alman's words made Wu ZiMo full of black lines. Should he say thank you? As for the stylist and his assistants who were in the room and secretly laughed, Wu ZiMo decided to ignore it.
But then again, the exclamation of the stylist and Mrs. Alman is not a compliment. Wu ZiMo usually doesn't take care of his appearance. Everyone knows the house family. Today, however, the stylist neatly sorted it out and matched it with Wu ZiMo's temperament clothing.
No wonder make-up is called Asia's Four Great Evil Arts. Wu ZiMo was shocked when he saw what he looked like in the mirror. The handsome and elegant in the mirror, the noble young master full of nobility really is him?
Mrs. Alman took Wu ZiMo out of the room, and the expressions of his Alman family servants on the way were all stunned.
It could be seen that Mrs. Alman kept covering her mouth and laughing.
"XiaoMo is really the most attractive today. Scott will definitely be under a lot of pressure today."
Mother, is it really okay for you to molest your children like this? and also! He really didn't want Master Marshal to be under pressure, because he was definitely the one who was pitted!
As long as he remembered the experience of digging a hole and burying himself two days ago, Wu ZiMo would want to cry Qiu Feng. He would never do this kind of death again!
The chrysanthemum was broken and the ground was wounded.
Scott finished faster than Wu ZiMo, he was the only one in the whole process. Mrs. Alman went to accompany Wu ZiMo. The old marshal could only entertain the guests alone. When he saw that his son had finally come out, he left the work of entertaining guests to him and planned to find his wife.
However, he was held back by Fein's butler. Today, his wife told him very seriously that he must let the old marshal entertain the guests.
As a master, how can you leave your guests behind? Even if the son is holding a wedding, how can he not help as Father?
The old marshal who couldn't find his wife was very resentful, and Scott was completely unaffected by Father's sight. In fact, he also wanted to find Wu ZiMo.
Although the wedding was European style, there was no priest, nor was it held in the church, but in the garden of the main castle of Alman Manor.
Today the entire Alman manor is decorated, especially the main castle garden where the wedding is held, which is about to become a sea of ribbons and flowers, where pink bubbles are rising.
These decorations were made by Mrs. Alman's strong request. She originally wanted to make some flying machines or floats as Wu ZiMo's tools. Finally, Wu ZiMo strongly rejected it.
Wu ZiMo is not a little girl. As a rough guy, such a girl's pink behavior really doesn't match him.
Second, Mrs. Alman asked to bring Wu ZiMo into the arena and no one opposed it. It was supposed to be made by Wu ZiMo's Father or the elders of his relatives, but the Feng family group was directly ignored by everyone.
The time was almost the same, and the Shu Ya music in the garden was replaced with a wedding march. The guests who were originally scattered also walked to the designated location.
Scott and the old marshal were standing on top of the podium, looking up at the garden gate. Scott, with a cold expression, had a look of expectation in his eyes.
Soon, there was the sound of footsteps at the garden gate, and the figures of two people slowly appeared in an arch decorated with flowers along with the footsteps.
The distance is not close, but the powerful five senses allow Scott to clearly see what Wu ZiMo looks like at this time. Looking at the boy who walked towards him holding his mother's arm with a happy smile on his mouth, Scott's silver pupils began to darken.
If it hadn't been for the strong willpower to suppress the restlessness in his heart, Scott would have walked toward the young man standing in the archway and hugged Wu ZiMo, who had attracted the attention of all the guests.
This handsome, upright, graceful and indifferent youth belongs to him, and can only belong to him alone.
Wu ZiMo, who walked slowly towards Scott, of course noticed the surprise in the eyes of the guests. It was normal for the guests to have this reaction, even he himself was amazing!
Mrs. Alman is also a very capable guide. She also noticed the sight of the guests, and the smile on her face was even brighter.
Such a handsome boy is her son's partner.
Not only was he aware of the stunning sights of the guests, but also the fiery sights of his son and son, how could Mrs. Alman ignore it?
He smiled and walked forward without forgetting to jokingly holding himself, a stiff boy.
"XiaoMo, have you seen Scott's fiery eyes? Slightly."
Mrs. Alman's voice was very small, and only two people heard it. If it wasn't for the wrong environment, Wu ZiMo looked like rolling his eyes at Mrs. Alman who was teasing him.
Master Marshal's eyes are so hot, can he ignore it? Wu ZiMo has a very strong hunch that he will die miserably tonight...really.
Although the distance is far, there is always time to finish.
Mrs. Alman took Wu ZiMo and quickly walked to Scott and the old marshal in front of the ceremony stand.
At this moment, Mrs. Alman didn't tease Wu ZiMo anymore, but pulled out the hand that was in her arm, and then solemnly handed it to Scott.
"Scott, XiaoMo is a good boy, I hope you will treat him well in the future."
After Mrs. Alman finished speaking, the old marshal also frowned, and said to Scott: "Alman's family is not interested in some messy things, Scott Alman, don't forget your last name."
"Mother, I will not fail ZiMo. Father, I will not forget the honor and responsibility that Alman represents."
Seeing Scott's serious reply, the two parents nodded in satisfaction. The two parents are serious towards Scott, but Wu ZiMo has a soft expression.
"XiaoMo, welcome to join the Alman family."
"My son, what I said to Scott just now is to tell you again, since you are a member of the Alman family, don't forget the honor and responsibility that this surname represents."
"I understand Father."
Wu ZiMo didn't know the glory of this family name very well at first, but seeing the solemn expressions on the faces of the three in front of him, Wu ZiMo felt the responsibility for him.
Because there is no pastor, there is no need to say that the two become legal husbands under the witness of God.
Mrs. Alman and the old marshal's words were already an oath.
After they finished speaking, the guests all applauded and cheered, especially Caroline, who was a little bit more happy, yelling at Wu ZiMo.
Because Master Marshal is too scary, they can only find Wu ZiMo who looks soft.
The atmosphere is lively, but it does not mean that some people are willing to see that Wu ZiMo can receive the blessings of everyone so happily.
Especially seeing the luxurious splendor of Alman Manor, Feng Yan'er was full of deep jealousy.
Why can this bitch be married to such a luxurious Alman family!
Feng Yan'er had always looked down on the Alman family before, not only because the other party was a non-black-haired and black-eyed Chinese, but also because Feng Yan'er, who had never left the Capital Star and the Feng Family's residence, said she was a frog at the bottom of the well.
Today, when the aircraft she was riding in landed at the stop point specially opened by Alman Manor, the buildings on the ground in the air bird view that were not visible at all belonged to Alman Manor. The buildings above were in contrast with those on Feng's residence.
There is no comparison between beggars and local tyrants!
When she saw Alman Manor, Feng Yan'er was already overwhelmed by jealousy.
It's no wonder that the huge luxury of Alman Manor scared Feng Yan'er, who thought she had a lot of knowledge. If it weren't for Scott's wedding, it would be impossible for outsiders to enter Alman Manor. Don't talk about Alman Manor, this planet can't enter.
Those guests who entered this planet for the first time were all shocked by the sight in front of them. Because the current planet is not inferior to the capital star.
Although there is no bustling Capital Star, the natural environment above is even more attractive. Especially because it is the private planet of the Alman family, except for the area where the Scourge Legion headquarters was built, all other places belonged to the Alman family.
Hearing vaguely the introduction of the Alman family from other guests, it is strange that Feng Yan'er is not jealous and crazy.
Today, she came here specially with Father. Originally, she wanted to slap Wu ZiMo on the face of that slut. Now it seems that she was the noble-born Miss Feng Jia who was slapped first!
When seeing Wu ZiMo who was blessed by the guests with a happy face, Feng Yan'er, who had been hiding in the guests, finally couldn't help it, using a sharp female voice.
"Wu ZiMo, why can you be blessed as a bitch!"