*
Dressed in black and white casual wear, Fu Xian ducked slightly as he unfolded his long legs and stepped out of the car.
Xu Lie quickly got out as well.
The butler, Uncle Ming, was already waiting. He approached with a smile and said, "The Old Matriarch is waiting for you in her bedroom."
Nestled limply in his arms, Zhu Yu Run's sensitive little nose twitched. She cracked her eyes open with a soft whimper, wriggling and nuzzling against him.
Only then did Uncle Ming notice the little pink piglet cradled in the young master's arms. It was blinking its round, beady eyes and staring at him with curiosity.
When their eyes met, the little piglet let out a soft oink.
'This old man looks so kind.'
'Just like my master in my past life. A hint of sleaze hidden beneath a serious exterior.'
Uncle Ming asked, surprised, "Young Master, this little pig is..."
"Found it."
