Heavenly Tang Brocad

I blame myself for not discovering the second young master's whereabouts in time. The maid cried so sadly, her tears were like pear blossoms in the rain.,Fáng Xuánlíng's face was grim. Although he was also worried about his second son, the commotion in the house this morning had been quite disruptive and unbecoming.,But Fang Jun's heart remained as cold and icy as the weather outside, piercingly so...。