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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 them with a smile. "The Old Madam is waiting for you in her bedroom."
Nestled limply in his arms, Zhu Yu Run's little nose twitched. She cracked open her eyes, let out a soft whimper, and snuggled against him a couple of times.
Only then did Uncle Ming notice a little pink piglet tucked in the Young Master's arms. It was blinking its perfectly round eyes, staring at him curiously.
Meeting his gaze, the piglet gave 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 it."
