*
Fu Xian, dressed in a black-and-white casual outfit, bent down and swung his long legs out of the car.
Xu Lie hurried out after him.
The butler, Uncle Ming, was already waiting. He came forward to greet them 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 blinked her eyes open, whimpering as she snuggled against him a couple of times.
It was only then that Uncle Ming noticed a tender, pink piglet tucked in his young master's 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 looks so kind.'
'Just like my master in my past life—a hint of shadiness hiding behind that serious expression.'
Uncle Ming asked in surprise, "Young Master, this little pig…"
"I found it."
