*
Dressed in black and white casual wear, Fu Xian bent 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 forward to greet them, smiling. "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, letting out a soft whimper as she snuggled and squirmed a couple of times.
Only then did Uncle Ming notice the tender pink piglet tucked away in the Young Master's arms, 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 in my past life—a hint of creepiness lurking beneath a serious exterior.'
Uncle Ming asked in surprise, "Young Master, this little pig is..."
"I found her."
