Chapter 275 - 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.