*
Dressed in black and white casual wear, Fu Xian bent slightly and 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 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, whimpered, and snuggled against him a couple of times.
Only then did Uncle Ming notice a little pink piglet tucked into his young master's arms. It was blinking its perfectly round eyes, staring at him curiously.
Meeting his gaze, the piglet let out a soft little oink.
'This old man looks so friendly.'
'Just like my master in my past life—a hint of creepiness hidden beneath a serious exterior.'
Uncle Ming asked in surprise, "Young Master, this little pig is..."
"I found it."
