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Xu Lie's vision went dark.
"Boss, I'm begging you. Can we *please* not act up?"
They had only had two days of peace, and he was already itching to tear the house down.
"And while we're at it, let's get its face out there, make it a familiar sight," Fu Xian chuckled nonchalantly, put his mask back on, and placed the little piglet in the car.
Xu Lie: ...
'Fine. I take back what I just said.'
'He wasn't just planning to tear the house down.'
'This guy was planning to rip the whole roof off from the very beginning.'
'He was just following the Fu family matriarch's "imperial decree" to visit her old housekeeper. How on earth did he end up with a pig?!'
'How much damage is this going to do to his public image as an artist?'
'Getting a cat, a dog, or even a little goldfish would have been so much better. A piglet? What was he thinking?'
'And he wants to get its face out there and make it famous? What, is one public appearance all it takes to launch its career or something?'
