"Is the Seymour Family just super rich or what?"
"The Seymour Family really went all out for Jas Reed’s engagent, didn’t they?"
"So jealous! If my engagent—no, wedding could be like this, it’d be amazing."
"Wake up, upstairs! Stop dreaming. Only the Seymour Family can afford sothing like this. If an average family tried it... they’d probably go bankrupt."
Forget about the reporters, the internet was replete with various expressions of awe and admiration; all they cared about was their website getting the desired reaction—for them, the mission was accomplished. Mysteriously, they approached a private room and said with a smile, "Inside is our soon-to-be bride. Want to take a look?"
The reporter’s words instantly heightened the excitent among netizens, who were eager to catch a glimpse of such a blissful bride—it was just so envy-inducing.
Especially Ophelia Wilson’s fans, who cheered below, clamoring to see the bride.
The reporter glanced at his watch, shrugged regretfully, and said, "What a pity, ti doesn’t permit it now. But, isn’t it better for us to wait for the engagent ceremony to start and see the beautifully dressed bride-to-be?"
Netizens wanted to throw rotten eggs at this teasing reporter—he was too bad.
Why bring them here if there wasn’t ti to look?
He was absolutely doing it on purpose.
Regardless of how many people cursed online, the reporter didn’t care. What they wanted was clicks—the more people paid attention, the more successful this live broadcast was.
After netizens cursed for a while, they finally realized that it was pointless and could only wait quietly for the engagent ceremony to start.
In the anti, everyone kept busy by discussing the venue, food, and other things they just saw.
"Jas Reed is so thoughtful; I’m relieved that Ophelia Wilson is marrying him," said Ophelia’s fans, genuinely happy for their idol.
"Ophelia sure has good taste, finding such a great guy. Even knowing Ophelia isn’t a real mber of the Wilson Clan, Jas Reed has continued to stick by her—this is true love!"
Sohow, the opulent engagent party discussion turned into a conversation about Jas Reed’s deep affection, making Ophelia Wilson the object of countless female netizens’ envy.
Jas Reed, having donned his formal attire, neatly adjusted his hair while listening to his assistant’s update, "The netizens’ opinions have been guided and redirected."
Jas Reed nodded in satisfaction, "Well done."
All he wanted was for everyone to know how deep his love ran for Ophelia Wilson; their love was undeniably genuine and sincere.
When the ti arrived, and the host took the stage, the internet was once again astonished.
A famous host from national television—witty, humorous, with great stage presence—quickly enlivened the atmosphere with just a few sentences.
The big screen on the stage alternately displayed photos of Ophelia Wilson and Jas Reed, showcasing them as a truly sweet couple—making others envious.
"And now, please welco our dashing groom-to-be and our beautiful, graceful bride-to-be." With the host’s gesture, swish, the entire venue dimd as a spotlight shone upon Ophelia Wilson and Jas Reed making a dazzling entrance.
"So beautiful." Netizens exclaid as comnts flooded below.
"Ophelia Wilson’s gown is gorgeous, like a fairy!"
"So ethereal! Ophelia looks stunning!"
"Ahhh... I can’t take it! Ophelia is so beautiful, like a flower fairy!"
"Jas Reed is handso too; they’re the perfect match."
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