Madam Long opened her mouth to retort.
Did she have a son by herself? If Lord Long had raised her son with the same effort as he had his second son, would he be so frail?
"Father, the artist has finished drawing."
Young Lord Long was also standing beside them. When he saw that the artist had finished drawing, he immediately took the portrait. But when he saw who was drawn, he was taken aback.
"This is…"
If he was not mistaken, this should be the Young Master of the Mo family, Mo Aotian.
"Why him?"
"Who is it? Xuan'er, do you know this person?"
Lord Long took the portrait and glanced at it casually.
The person in the portrait was someone he had never seen before. He was clearly a young man, so it was normal for Long Xuan to have seen him before. He should be a young master of an aristocratic family, right?
