*
Dressed in black and white casuals, Fu Xian ducked slightly and stepped out of the car with his long legs.
Xu Lie also hurried out.
The butler, Uncle Ming, was already waiting. He approached with a smile and said, "Your grandmother is waiting for you in her bedroom."
Zhu Yu Run, nestled limply in his arms, twitched her little nose. She cracked open her eyes, letting out a soft whimper as she wriggled and nuzzled against him.
It was only then that Uncle Ming noticed his young master was cradling a tender pink piglet, which was blinking its perfectly round eyes and staring at him curiously.
When their eyes met, the little piglet let out a soft oink.
'This old man has such a kind face.'
'He looks just like my master from my past life—serious, but with a hint of sleaziness.'
Uncle Ming said with surprise, "Young Master, this little pig..."
"Found it."
