*
Fu Xian, dressed in black and white casual wear, ducked slightly as he 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 little nose. She slowly opened her eyes and, with a soft whimper, snuggled and squirmed a couple of times.
Only then did Uncle Ming notice that his young master was cradling a tender pink piglet in his arms. It was blinking its perfectly round eyes, staring at him curiously.
Meeting his gaze, the little piglet let out a soft oink.
'This old man has such a kind face.'
'Just like my master in my past life—a hint of creepiness lurking beneath a serious exterior.'
Uncle Ming said in surprise, "Young Master, this little pig..."
"I found it."
