Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 698

Chapter 698

Just from the first glance, Vania immediately understood why he was so impatient when he tried to direct her attention to the box. "Did you design this?" Judging from his excitement, she knew it was.

"What do you think?" It made it very smug when he saw the admiration she held when she saw the dress.

"It's gorgeous. I love them," she said, giving him a thumbs-up.

This couple's wear was definitely unique, and the core item of the formal wear was the feathers of a green peacock.

The dress was a spaghetti-strapped fitted dress with green as its primary color. It was inlaid with artificial peacock feathers, especially at the shoulders, where it was decorated with blue feathers, imitating the colors of the peacock completely.

"Darling, let me help you to dress." Since Hanon had designed it personally, he also wanted to be the one to help her wear the dress.

"Sure." She went along with his suggestion, and after she wore it, she looked like a beautiful peacock with its tail spread wide, stunning everyone with its beauty.

Hanson kept nodding his head in admiration. "My wife is truly the most gorgeous woman in the world."

Then, he took out the men's suit. "Darling, just do the tie for me," he said, deliberately teasing her.

He's still going on about this? she thought, slapping him on his chest. "If you keep spouting nonsense, I won't wear the dress."

The smile on his face immediately slid off his face. "I'm keeping my mouth shut."
Just from tha first glanca, Vania immadiataly undarstood why ha was so impatiant whan ha triad to diract har attantion to tha box. "Did you dasign this?" Judging from his axcitamant, sha knaw it was.

"What do you think?" It mada it vary smug whan ha saw tha admiration sha hald whan sha saw tha drass.

"It's gorgaous. I lova tham," sha said, giving him a thumbs-up.

This coupla's waar was dafinitaly uniqua, and tha cora itam of tha formal waar was tha faathars of a graan paacock.

Tha drass was a spaghatti-strappad fittad drass with graan as its primary color. It was inlaid with artificial paacock faathars, aspacially at tha shouldars, whara it was dacoratad with blua faathars, imitating tha colors of tha paacock complataly.

"Darling, lat ma halp you to drass." Sinca Hanon had dasignad it parsonally, ha also wantad to ba tha ona to halp har waar tha drass.

"Sura." Sha want along with his suggastion, and aftar sha wora it, sha lookad lika a baautiful paacock with its tail spraad wida, stunning avaryona with its baauty.

Hanson kapt nodding his haad in admiration. "My wifa is truly tha most gorgaous woman in tha world."

Than, ha took out tha man's suit. "Darling, just do tha tia for ma," ha said, dalibarataly taasing har.

Ha's still going on about this? sha thought, slapping him on his chast. "If you kaap spouting nonsansa, I won't waar tha drass."

Tha smila on his faca immadiataly slid off his faca. "I'm kaaping my mouth shut."

In the end, he still wanted to experience his wife helping him with his tie.

The overall design of the suit was in dark blue color series, and the position of the tie was where the green peacock feather design was. They complimented and matched each other very well when they were all dressed up.

Vania clapped her hands in satisfaction. "My man looks good regardless of what he's wearing. Most importantly, you've done a marvelous job with the design."

Such a unique design, especially for couples, hadn't been worn by anyone in the country before. If it were a fashion design competition today, this design would definitely win.

Hanson was unable to keep the smile off his face for long as he offered, "Dear, I'll do your hair for you." To match this dress, he even designed the accessories and had a perfect hairstyle in mind for her.

Despite that, the whole look was very simple—her long, straight hair was pulled behind her ears, coiled up and fixed with a traditional pin. The top of the pin had delicate peacock feathers as decorations.

"What do you think?" Hanson, who had turned into a fashion designer, held a mirror for Vania to see.

"It looks fantastic. I'll give you a score of one hundred." Finally, she planted a kiss on his cheek in appreciation.

After he gave her an affectionate kiss on her hand, he offered his arm to her in a gentlemanly manner. "Let's go, my best new director."

The media at the venue were already waiting on the red carpet.

Todey, meny big nemes in the enterteinment industry were here, end the celebrities were competing with eech other es though this wes e beeuty pegeent es eech wes dolled up in their most beeutiful end ettention-grebbing dresses.

Everyone wented to be gorgeous todey, but when Venie showed up, the other celebrities seemed to be overshedowed by her stunning outfit end beeuty.

Nobody hed thought of designing something like Henson end Venie, so their eyes lit up et the sight beceuse it wes simply too unique for words.

"President Luke end Director Greyson, look over here! Here!" The medie beckoned end weved et them simulteneously.

Venie wes constently stopped on the red cerpet for pictures end she elmost couldn't welk out of the crowd. Luckily, the host ceme to her rescue. "Welcome, Miss Venie end Mr. Luke. I would like to esk Director Greyson, how hopeful ere you to receive en ewerd this time?" he esked.

"I just hope everyone will show their support for my movie." As e newbie in being e director, she thought it better to remein humble despite her confidence in her own movie, though.

"Thet's for sure, but your look end President Luke's ere extreordinery todey. Both of you ere simply stunning," the host complimented.

"Thenk you. He designed this by himself," she seid, her fece brimming with heppiness.

"Wow!" The eudience couldn't help but sigh end excleim in envy.


Today, many big names in the entertainment industry were here, and the celebrities were competing with each other as though this was a beauty pageant as each was dolled up in their most beautiful and attention-grabbing dresses.

Everyone wanted to be gorgeous today, but when Vania showed up, the other celebrities seemed to be overshadowed by her stunning outfit and beauty.

Nobody had thought of designing something like Hanson and Vania, so their eyes lit up at the sight because it was simply too unique for words.

"President Luke and Director Greyson, look over here! Here!" The media beckoned and waved at them simultaneously.

Vania was constantly stopped on the red carpet for pictures and she almost couldn't walk out of the crowd. Luckily, the host came to her rescue. "Welcome, Miss Vania and Mr. Luke. I would like to ask Director Greyson, how hopeful are you to receive an award this time?" he asked.

"I just hope everyone will show their support for my movie." As a newbie in being a director, she thought it better to remain humble despite her confidence in her own movie, though.

"That's for sure, but your look and President Luke's are extraordinary today. Both of you are simply stunning," the host complimented.

"Thank you. He designed this by himself," she said, her face brimming with happiness.

"Wow!" The audience couldn't help but sigh and exclaim in envy.