*
Fu Xian, dressed in black and white casual wear, bent down slightly and 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 up to them 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. She slowly opened her eyes and, with a soft whimper, squirmed and nuzzled against him a couple of times.
It was only then that Uncle Ming noticed his young master was cradling a tender pink piglet in his arms. It was blinking its round little eyes, staring at him curiously.
Meeting his gaze, the piglet let out a soft oink.
'This old man looks so friendly.'
'Just like her master in her past life—a hint of creepiness hiding beneath a serious exterior.'
Uncle Ming said in surprise, "Young Master, this little pig..."
"I found it."
