*
Fu Xian, dressed in black and white casual wear, bent down slightly and stepped out of the car with his long legs.
Xu Lie hurriedly got out as well.
The butler, Uncle Ming, was already waiting. He came forward and said 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, letting out a soft whimper as she wriggled and nuzzled against him.
Only then did Uncle Ming notice that his young master was holding a tender-pink piglet, which was blinking its big, round eyes and staring at him curiously.
Meeting his gaze, 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 creepiness lurking beneath a serious demeanor.'
Uncle Ming asked in surprise, "Young Master, this little pig..."
"I found it."
