*
Fu Xian, dressed in black and white casual wear, bent slightly as he stepped out of the car with his long legs.
Xu Lie hurried out after him.
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 sensitive little nose. She slowly opened her eyes, whimpering softly as she snuggled and squirmed a couple of times.
Only then did Uncle Ming notice that his young master was cradling a tender, pink piglet in his arms. It was blinking its round eyes, 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 in my past life—a hint of sleaziness hiding beneath a stern exterior.'
Uncle Ming asked in surprise, "Young Master, this little pig..."
"I found it."
