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My 100-Day Secret Marriage With The Boss-Novel2
Chapter 1370 - He Was Finally Going to Marry (I)historical
Chapter 1370: Chapter 1370 He Was Finally Going to Marry (I)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In his eyes, there was only his painting!!!
Beside the man, the butler stood respectfully and watched as the man’s painting slowly took shape.
The butler looked at the portrait that took shape and secretly sighed. This again, this again!!!!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTwenty-five years. For twenty-five years, the city lord had continuously drawn portraits. Portraits of a woman.
In the different portraits, the woman had different postures and different angles. In each portrait, the woman’s posture was so charming, so delicate, but it also carried a sense of elegance and poise.
Each portrait was so lifelike.
However, in each portrait, the woman’s appearance could not be seen clearly...
In the past twenty-five years, the man had drawn countless portraits, but the woman’s face could not be seen clearly in any of them.
The butler looked at the gradually forming portrait, and his eyes were a little sore. This time, the woman’s face could not be seen clearly.
In the past twenty-five years, the city lord did not care about the matters of Ghost City. All of the city lord’s thoughts were on the woman in the portrait.
However, the woman in the city lord’s portrait could not be seen clearly.
The reason why the woman’s face could not be seen clearly in the portrait was because the city lord did not know what the woman looked like.
The butler was the only one who knew what had happened that year because it was the butler who had rescued him back then. However, the butler had not seen the woman at that time.
“City lord, you have not paid attention to the matters in the city for a long time. I heard that the situation below is getting more and more chaotic.” The butler looked at the portrait that was almost finished and secretly sighed. He carefully brought up the matters in the city.
He hoped that the city lord could get his spirits up and return to managing the matters in Ghost City. Not just for Ghost City’s sake, but also for the city lord’s.
In the past few years, the city lord had not paid attention to external matters. The city lord had not left the city for several years. He had not even left the castle.
The city lord had imprisoned himself in the castle. All he did day and night was to draw portraits.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe butler was worried that if this continued, the city lord would...
The man did not seem to hear the butler’s words and continued to focus on drawing his portrait. It was as if his entire person, heart, and soul were completely immersed in the portrait.
When the butler saw him like this, his expression changed slightly, and his eyes became even more worried. He was most afraid of seeing the city lord like this.
This city lord had nothing to worry about, and it seemed like he could leave at any time...
“City Lord, recently, many things in Ghost City have gone wrong, it’s serious.” The butler could not let him continue to be like this. The butler wanted to find something to do for him.
“Let Ah Cheng handle it.” The man finally replied. However, there was no change in the man’s expression. His eyes were still staring at his painting. To be exact, he was staring at the person in the painting.
In the painting, other than the woman’s face, everything else was so vivid. Her figure, posture, long hair, and beautiful clothes were all so beautiful.
Her voluptuous breasts, slender waist, and slender legs were precise. Every painting, every painting, was so precise and unbiased.
He looked at the portrait, looked at it, looked at it, and then fell into a trance. His thoughts slowly drifted away and he was completely immersed in his memories. His eyes became more and more lost, more and more ethereal....