‘Each time you say hug me ，Ding Dong Ding Dong，Each time you say love me ，Ding Dong Ding Dong’

At this time, the wedding has begun in Bedford Hills, and the luxury cars will bring the distinguished guests, and the media will enter the manor under the flashing lights of the media at the gate of the villa, and last night's traffic jam mistake did not happen again after Song Ya lost his temper with the service company.

The glamorous men and women would pass through the beautiful arches and the gallery of small fountain sculptures and flowers, show the invitations to the waiting guides, and then be led to the white-roofed stage in the middle of the lawn, where their seats were marked by name.

The band on the stage has not yet started playing, and they are playing Zhou Caiqin's song The Ding Dong Song, and they will rest in their seats for a while, give their coats or other personal belongings to the waiters for storage, socialize with the people next to them with champagne glasses, and wait until the time to walk to the temporary church in the distance to participate in the oath-taking ceremony.

"Who does this kid think he is? The British Prince? ”

Underwood came a little late, this kind of extravagant grand battle made him feel a little inexplicable, while complaining to Claire who was holding his hand, while walking into the church accompanied by Hamlin, who came to greet him, sat in the front row of his own seat, and greeted Song Ya, who was already standing next to Jesse Jackson in a new priest's uniform, smiling at him.

"This guy is finally here."

Watching Underwood and the Michelles around him, the Russell State Congressman, and other small politicians begin to communicate in a low voice, Song Ya, who has endured countless eyes, finally breathed a sigh of relief, politicians like Dingkins will not show up today, they will only show up at the kind of dinner held in advance last night, and now the front row benches are mainly sitting relatives and friends, as well as friends of him and Mariah Carey's entertainment industry, or friends of friends.

The donkey party whip and his wife are the biggest politicians on the scene today, and if this shrewd guy doesn't break his promise, his already up-and-down mood will definitely not be too good.

Biggie, who was wearing a plus-size suit and was about to perform a joint song, was also late, and he and a henchman grinned into the back row and sat down, and Song Ya raised his chin to him.

OTHER DANIEL, NEWMAN, LINTON, PAGGINSLEY, CATHERINE, GLORIA, THE SCOTT BROTHERS, BABYFACE, AND OTHERS SAT ACROSS THE ROW FROM THE UNDERWOOD COUPLE'S AISLE.

Then Patsy Sutton, Shirley Fleming, Barenboy, John Galliano and other celebrities in the media and fashion circles.

There are also people behind the record industry such as Walt and Roberto Clevell, as well as actors who have worked with Adam Sandra and Terrence Howard, who sit on either side of hip-hop singers such as Rakim, Kane Big Daddy, Dre, Snoop Dogg, NAS, Common, etc., separated by the middle aisle.

Song Ya's company executives, singers and their friends, Mariah Carey's aunt backing singer also occupied a large area, and there were all kinds of unknown guests in the back row.

Song Yadu tried his best to take care of everyone with a smile on his face.

"Don't be nervous, kid." Aunt Susie behind her laughed.

"Me? I'm not nervous......"

He turned around and laughed with the best man group such as Delay, Al, and Big A for a while, and even Old Mike put on a formal suit that he had never worn before.

"The time is coming." Jesse Jackson reminded, then cleared his throat and waited for the noisy church to quiet down and began to speak at length.

Song Ya was indeed a little nervous at this time, he kept tidying up his dress, his eyes were aimed at the door, and he felt a little embarrassed and expectant, we are going to get married today!

When Jesse Jackson finished speaking, the wedding march sounded, the church door opened, and a beautiful Mariah Carey, dressed in a white wedding dress, appeared holding her father's hand and approached her. Behind her, King Vivi and the Flower Girls kept taking care of the long trail.

The only GQ photographer allowed to take pictures started pressing the flash.

"Today we are gathered before God and our guests for the sake of A...... The sacred wedding of the couple Alexander Song and Mary Carey......"

Song Ya stared at the shy and low-hanging face under the veil, and Jesse Jackson's voice in her ears became farther and farther away, more and more indistinct.

"Ahem." Jesse Jackson coughed.

"Oh, I do." He noticed that Mariah Kelly quietly looked up at him, and hurriedly said.

The guests let out a muffled chuckle.

"Mariah Carey, would you like ......?"

"I do." She said without hesitation.

Tony, they started to laugh and laugh.

"Ask the bride and groom to exchange tokens." After saying a few rehearsed vows, the two put their wedding rings on each other's left ring fingers, kissed each other, and then read a short Bible in the midst of everyone's applause and congratulations, and then Jesse Jessyson said a long paragraph, and the ceremony was completed.

Song Ya nodded to Mariah Carey's father, who had zero communication with her, and then hugged her mother and Aunt Susie with tears in her eyes, crossed her arms and let her hold them, and slowly walked out of the church under the standing applause of the guests on both sides and the guidance of the flower girls.

There are a lot of programs at the door to throw flowers or something, the wedding is solemn and grand, and it is indeed perfect, but the two themselves are a little tired, constantly communicating, laughing, and persevering, after holding on, the two trotted into the convertible wedding car hand in hand, and breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

“Ho！”

Mariah Carey casually complained while admiring the wedding ring arrogantly: "Wait a minute, I'm going to rest for a while, it's all your fault, I'm busy with the preparations, and you've been lazy." ”

"How can I have, I'm also under a lot of pressure, okay?" Song Ya looked at her tenderly, "But thank you for your hard work, dear." ”

"Hmph, it's good to know."

She waited for Tony and them to help straighten out the old wedding dress trail that was dragging behind the car, and beckoned the driver to drive.

"You don't blame me, do you? Mimi。 Song Ya hugged her.

"Do you have to mention that today?"

"Don't mention it, don't mention it, never mention it again."

The wedding car quickly drove to the door of the villa, and the two got out of the car, and with the help of Linda and others, who came out to pick them up, they went back to the room, changed clothes, rested, and played sweetly.

Around noon, the two appeared on stage full of blood, and the Grammy and Tony Award winners they had paid a lot of money to play, YOYO and Lia Salonga, were playing and singing to the guests.

"Thank you, thank you."

Sincerely thank the two of them, they don't want to sing even half a sentence today, "Thank you to everyone for coming today, my wife and I ......"

He took the microphone and finished his designed thank you to the guests who were already seated at the round table, "......Mr. Underwood, please."

Underwood smiled hypocritically in the front row and raised his hand to push, "Come on, Mr. Underwood, say a few words to everyone......" He invited again, and then simply stepped down from the stage and pulled him up.

"Thanks, thanks, I met APLUS a long time ago, when I was just an Illinois Rep., Russell, just like you are ......now"

It was all said in advance, and Underwood naturally came prepared, pointing to Russell, who was already holding a wine glass in the audience, and quipped, 'Drink less', and then gave a speech.

Then, accompanied by non-stop live music and performances, the guests began to enjoy their food.

In the afternoon, Song Ya sent off the Underwood couple who had said goodbye in advance.

"Michelle's husband is also running for the state House next year, right? Hyde Park Constituency. Underwood asked, taking the coat from the waiter.

"I don't know as much as you do, Mr. Underwood." Song Ya said with a smile.

"It's almost impossible for the Elephant Party to win, but the opponents in the party are very strong." "But it shouldn't be a problem to have your support, Mayor Daly will also take care of his former assistant Michelle," Underwood said. ”

"I know, what about Russell? Last year's re-election campaign, he was in danger. ”

Song Ya worriedly glanced at Russell, who was already a little dazed.

"The biennial re-election of the House of Representatives is too torturous." Underwood followed his gaze and frowned a little dissatisfied, "Dow moved a lot of production capacity to Detroit, and now the workers over there are becoming more and more dissatisfied, and there are more and more residents nearby, so the political forces opposing the existence of the factory are naturally getting stronger and stronger......"

"Are you going to?" Song Ya had learned that it was getting harder and harder to rely on the workers and families of Barn to win in that district.

"The party might move him to a new district to run for the House of Representatives, where there are more workers and the opponents are stronger, and it's hard to win, but ...... It's up to him, although he is an alcoholic, he is indeed a rare talent who mingles with the workers. ”

Underwood still takes care of Russell, everyone knows that it will be extremely difficult for him to be re-elected as a member of the House of Representatives in his original constituency next year, and the local Donkey Party sending him to run for the federal House of Representatives is also considered a certain degree of 'promotion' treatment, of course, provided that he wins the election.

"Okay I see, I'll continue to give him some support, but not too much, you know, this guy is getting more and more drunk." Song Ya is no longer the one who will listen to Underwood completely honestly.

"I understand." Underwood held out his hand.

After that, some important guests said goodbye one after another, and Song Ya and Mariah Carey were busy welcoming and sending them off.

As dusk approached, a large number of white guests with business also came, mostly local New York entertainment and media, fashion celebrities, as well as old Larry, Brackhaven and others who had hurried over from the West Coast and beyond.

"My legs are so sore."

Mariah Carey stole and grumbled with her head gently on his shoulder.

"I didn't expect to be so tired when I got married......"

Song Ya leaned on the arch and hugged her, staring at the crowded villas and lawns, the brilliant lights, scenery and fireworks in the world sighed, in a trance, it seemed that it was a little difficult to distinguish whether this was a dream or a real life.

"Huh?" She suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of the arch, where a woman in a professional suit appeared, her face immediately distorted with anger, and she raised her hand and slapped him, "You invited her here?" APLUS！ You've gone too far! I hate you! ”

"What's wrong again?"

Song Ya touched her face inexplicably and followed her gaze, oh, it was Alicia, Peter Flock's wife......

It's a vague dusk

Why is there still a clear light shadow?

I couldn't tell if I was happy or surprised

I can't tell if it's a dream or a reality

It's like an arrow

Penetrated my heart

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