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Dressed in black and white casual wear, Fu Xian ducked slightly as he stepped out of the car, unfolding his long legs.
Xu Lie hurried out after him.
The butler, Uncle Ming, was already waiting. He stepped forward with a smile. "The Old Madam is waiting for you in her bedroom."
Zhu Yu Run, nestled limply in his arms, twitched her sensitive little nose. She slowly opened her eyes, letting out a soft whimper as she snuggled against him a couple of times.
It was only then that Uncle Ming noticed his young master was cradling a little pink piglet, which was blinking its round, beady eyes and staring at him with curiosity.
When their eyes met, the little piglet let out a soft oink.
'This old man looks so friendly.'
'He's just like my master from my past life—a hint of sleaziness hiding behind a serious facade.'
Uncle Ming asked, surprised, "Young Master, this little pig..."
"I found it."
