Fu Xian, dressed in black and white casual wear, bent slightly and 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 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 sensitive little nose, opened her eyes slightly, and whimpered as she wriggled and nuzzled a couple of times.
Only then did Uncle Ming notice that his young master was cradling a delicate pink piglet, which was blinking its round, beady eyes and staring at him curiously.
Meeting his gaze, the little piglet let out a soft oink.
'This old man looks so friendly. Just like my master from my past life—a hint of creepiness lurking beneath a serious exterior.'
Uncle Ming asked in surprise, "Young Master, this little pig..."
"I found it."
