C282 Chapter 282

Even though 18 years had passed, one could still see the exquisite skills of the painter through the portrait, or a strong feeling of love.

Without love and careful observation, how could she paint a person's charm so vividly? Even the color she drew was extremely soft and clean, as if she didn't want the person in the painting to be polluted by anything.

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!" Aunt Dovlin shouted