CHAPTER 275: CHAPTER 115 OUR DEPARTURE IS ONLY TEMPORARY_2

John earnestly extended his right pinky finger, "Then let’s make a pinky promise!"

Mrs. Leng also extended her right pinky finger, "Alright!"

John recited solemnly, "Pinky promise, hang it tight, no changes for a hundred years, seal it!" He firmly pressed his finger against hers, his smile radiant, as if sealing an important promise.

Mrs. Leng sighed inwardly—she truly didn’t want to deceive the boy, but they had no choice but to leave!

Qian Rouxuan quickly came downstairs carrying a suitcase. She had only packed the belongings John had brought with him earlier; everything else purchased by the Leng Family parents was left behind.

John obediently held onto Qian Rouxuan’s hand and bid farewell to Mrs. Leng. The scene was tinged with melancholy.

After seeing them off, Mrs. Leng went upstairs and pushed open the door to John’s room. Nothing had been touched inside, except his small figure was now missing.

Turning around to look at the suddenly quiet and empty house, a wave of discomfort welled up in her heart. Recently, with John around, the house had been filled with laughter and cheer. Now that he was gone, she found it hard to adjust.

In the end, the child was innocent—she tried to reason with herself. Leaving was good, leaving cleanly would resolve things for everyone.

Driving away, Qian Rouxuan looked at the Leng Family villa growing smaller in the rearview mirror, a sense of reluctant longing stirring within her. Though she hadn’t lived there long, the transition from simplicity to luxury was easy, but the reverse was far harder.

She silently swore to herself that one day she would become this home’s rightful mistress!

John sat in the backseat, pouting, occasionally glancing at the scenery speeding past the window.

"John, you recently went with Grandma to see an elder. What did he say? Tell me about what happened," Qian Rouxuan asked, her mind harboring suspicions.

John glanced at his mother in the front seat, recalling what had transpired. "He had a stern face, didn’t smile at me, and then asked Grandma to go upstairs with him."

"And then? That elder didn’t say a word to you? Didn’t ask you anything?" She found this hard to believe. Typically, an elder meeting a great-grandchild after much effort would at least say something—even if they disliked children.

John shook his head, "No! He just kept watching me, then took Grandma away. After that, I sat on the sofa playing by myself. Later, another Grandma came—someone I’d seen once before. Grandma told me to call her Big Grandma!"

Qian Rouxuan reacted immediately—that might be Leng Mohao’s mother. She tensed up and asked cautiously, "Did she say anything to you?"

"She told me stories and praised me for being smart and cute! Mommy, I think she treats me as kindly as Grandma does!" Deep down, John was highly sensitive. He’d categorized Elder Leng into the group of people who didn’t like him without hesitation.

"That’s good! John, you’ll go stay with Grandma for two days first, alright? Mommy’s going to be busy for a couple of days." Qian Rouxuan wanted to handle certain matters and found it inconvenient with the child around. Knowing that John would resist going to his maternal grandmother’s house, she softly negotiated with him.

John clenched his small fists tightly, "Mommy, can I stay at home by myself? I don’t want to go to Grandma’s house!" Back when they lived abroad, he had occasionally stayed home alone, so now that they were back in their home country, he felt perfectly capable.

But Qian Rouxuan didn’t agree. Firmly and stubbornly, she dropped him off downstairs at her mother’s house. When getting out of the car, John opened the door with tears in his eyes.

Qian Rouxuan held his small hand, crouching down to assure him with determination, "John, I promise you, our departure is only temporary! After some time, Mommy will take you back to Grandma’s house, okay?

Then, you’ll be able to see Daddy and live with him! Mommy has always told you, only with effort can there be rewards, right? As long as you stay well at Grandma’s for a few days, later we can reunite as a family of three. Tell Mommy—you can do this, can’t you?"

"Mommy, I can!" John had never felt so emotional before. Even his dislike for Grandma’s house suddenly didn’t matter. As long as he could be with Mommy and Daddy in the future, he’d be willing to do anything.

Mrs. Qian heard the door knock and opened it to see her daughter bringing John back. Her expression was cold, and her tone carried a hint of displeasure. "Didn’t you move into the Leng Household? Why are you back with the child? Don’t tell me..."

She didn’t finish the sentence, but Qian Rouxuan knew it wasn’t kind. She directed John to sit on the sofa and pulled a stack of cash from her bag, handing it to her mother. "Mom, this is five thousand yuan. Use it for now. I need to handle some things these next couple of days, so I’m leaving John with you temporarily. Once I’m done, I’ll come pick him up!"