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Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 1431 Jonas And Quinnie's Wedding
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The Crawford family once again celebrated a joyous occasion—a publicly announced grand event.

The news of Jonas and Quinnie's wedding, which was scheduled for one month later, spread like wildfire.

The Crawford family significantly influenced the entire business sector, boasting a vast network of connections that ranged from Hugh and Anthony, his generation of friends and associates, to Drake, Josh, Zachary, and Hannah's classmates.

Adding to the excitement, Jonas and Quinnie were actors and actresses, respectively, and garnered attention from almost the entire entertainment industry. Nearly everyone in the industry expressed their intention to congratulate them personally.

Their fans dominated the entertainment world, and the recent Aimee incident further elevated their fame.

Therefore, Jonas and Quinnie's wedding surpassed even the century-old wedding of Anthony and Lisa in scale.

The venue for this wedding remained the same as the one where Anthony and Lisa had tied the knot— the Rose Manor.

Countless weddings had taken place in this venue before. When Lilly arrived again, she noticed a festive atmosphere enveloping the entire Rose Manor.

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March in Clodston was still chilly. A heavy snowfall had blanketed the surroundings in a layer of glistening white on the day before the wedding.

The roses at the enchanting Rose Manor were all in pastel shades—pink, champagne, and orange-yellow, creating a dreamy contrast with the elegant white world of snow.

For this wedding, Max worked overnight to create a giant open-air holographic projection. At this moment, the sky above the Rose Manor twinkled with purple and red stars, and pink petals fluttered down as part of the regular spectacle.

Guests arrived wearing fur coats, and some envious women couldn't help but murmur, "Having a wedding in this cold weather, really..." However, as they entered the venue, they strangely felt a warmth.

"It was peculiar. The Rose Manor was an open-air venue, so why did it feel warm inside?" "Heating such an ample outdoor space was impractical, and the snow around hadn't melted.” Guests couldn't help but be curious.

Someone exclaimed, "This is incredible. Professor Max's technological advancements are unmatched.” "This technology is at least 50 years ahead of the industry." Other colleagues remained silent.

Meanwhile, Max accidentally overheard these comments and thought to himself. "Who knows..." | haven't developed this technology. It's all Lilly's doing.

| had to accelerate my research on related technologies to maintain Lilly's achievement.

As a result, his colleagues tried to get closer to Max, hoping to benefit from his knowledge, but they all left disappointed.

"Professor Max keeps his lips sealed tightly. He won't reveal any information..." On the other side, Jonas' fans were ecstatic.

A few years ago, they held signs here: "Wishing Jonas' brother a Happy Wedding! May you live happily ever after!" Those unaware might have thought Jonas was getting married.

Today, they could finally hold signs for their own Jonas: "Wishing Jonas a Happy Wedding! May you live happily ever after!" As the music played, Quinnie, led by Osmond, walked down the aisle known as the "Path of Happiness." At one end stood Jonas, and at the other was the wedding stage.

Quinnie had already regained her pre-pregnancy figure, appearing healthier and more robust than her previous delicate self. It was impossible to look away.

Feeling nervous, Osmond held her hand, his eyes slightly red. "Be good. Don't be nervous. Go on... Jonas is waiting for you over there." "Always be happy." Osmond raised her hand and gently kissed it.

Although his eldest daughter had already had a child, it wasn't until this moment that he genuinely felt she was no longer the child who used to ask him to carry her.

He couldn't just kiss her cheek like he used to when she was a child.

Daughters grow up, after all...

Quinnie inexplicably choked up and said, "Thank you, Dad." Osmond waved at her. Quinnie took a deep breath and moved forward, lifting the hem of her dress slightly.

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When Anthony married, the children were still young. Lisa had a few flower girls behind her.

Now that Lilly and Josh had grown up, after much discussion, Quinnie decided that they didn't need flower girls.

When Jonas saw Quinnie walking towards him from afar, he hurriedly walked toward her. His long legs moved swiftly, and he appeared to be running.

Guests couldn't help but chuckle. "Oh, Jonas is really in a hurry." "Envious, they already have a child and are still affectionate.” Fans erupted in screams.

This grand wedding in the wealthy family was the liveliest ever.

Jonas felt like he was walking too slowly in just a short section of the stage. He couldn't help but stop to catch his breath when he finally reached in front of Quinnie.

Quinnie smiled at him and playfully complained, "Look at you, why run so fast?" Jonas hugged Quinnie. His eyes filled with a smile. "I was afraid I'd run too slowly and keep you waiting." Quinnie was amused and said, "How long do you think I'd have to wait?" Even if | have to wait a long time, | am willing.

Besides, | am also making an effort to run towards him.

Is he being too exaggerated? Jonas asked, "Is it because you haven't worn high heels in a while? Feeling a bit uncomfortable?" Quinnie hadn't expected him to notice this small detail and nodded. "A little bit." At this moment, the emcee on the stage said, "Oh, the bride and groom are whispering to each other. Can you come over a bit faster? There will be plenty of time for whispers later." "Ah, this affection makes me envious." Jonas chuckled and suddenly lifted Quinnie into his arms.

Quinnie exclaimed, but Jonas held her steadily and confidently, striding towards the ceremonial platform.