*
Fu Xian, dressed in black and white casuals, bent over slightly as he stepped out of the car with his long legs.
Xu Lie quickly got out as well.
The butler, Uncle Ming, was already waiting. He came forward and said with a smile, "The Old Madam is waiting for you in her bedroom."
Zhu Yu Run, nestled limply in his arms, twitched her little nose, opened her eyes slightly, and squirmed twice with a soft whimper.
Only then did Uncle Ming notice a little pink piglet tucked in his young master's arms. It was blinking its perfectly round eyes and staring at him curiously.
Meeting his gaze, the little piglet let out a soft oink.
'This old man looks so friendly.'
'Just like my master from my past life—a hint of creepiness beneath that serious exterior.'
Uncle Ming asked in surprise, "Young Master, this little pig..."
"Found it."
