CHAPTER 243: CHAPTER 204: THE MOMENT TO WITNESS THE MIRACLE HAS ARRIVED_3

Right now, she’s just informing, not asking for her approval.

It’s absolutely laughable—what’s a penniless and powerless little girl? Even if she becomes a wife, she can be divorced. But this eldest grandson? That’s non-negotiable, she must acknowledge him.

However, this matter requires careful consideration. Mrs. Leng, after calming down, made a phone call to Mr. Leng.

Mrs. Leng talked about Leng Mochen’s attitude, and Mr. Leng thought for a long time before coming up with a delaying tactic. They decided not to immediately recognize the child but to temporarily bring him home and spend a few days together.

Firstly, they could take the time to see the child and build some emotional connection. Secondly, as long as they don’t formally acknowledge him, their son can’t force them. After all, they are his parents—what could he possibly do that’s too ruthless?

So Mrs. Leng temporarily reassured Qian Rouxuan with some comforting words, waiting for her husband to come home and take the lead.

Mr. Leng, Leng Qiankai, returned to the country quickly. Three days later, his plane landed in Beijing, and Mrs. Leng went to pick him up. Together, they went straight to Qian Rouxuan’s place, saying they’d bring John to stay at their home for a few days.

Qian Rouxuan acted very thoughtfully, not saying much. She politely greeted Mr. Leng, leaving a relatively good impression on him.

Back when she was dating their son, Mr. Leng had only a vague notion of her existence but never had much interaction. He had heard Mrs. Leng say she wasn’t very likable, her family situation was subpar, and he had always traveled frequently, not involving himself much in family matters.

Mrs. Leng had taken matters into her own hands to send her away, and he was unaware of the details.

It wasn’t until their son threw a tantrum at home for not being able to find her that Mr. Leng learned what his wife had done. But by then, the damage had been done, and it was too late; he chose to let it go.

Unexpectedly, years later, a surprise awaited. No matter the past, now that she had given him a grandson, she was like a hero to him. However, he still wouldn’t let her into the family. Eventually, he would simply give her some money to send her off.

Watching Qian Rouxuan pack a small suitcase with the child’s belongings, Mrs. Leng felt satisfied and smiled warmly. "Rouxuan, you don’t have to worry. Your uncle and I may not have experience caring for children, but we’ll absolutely make sure John has fun these few days. We’ll return him to you after a few days!"

"Auntie, I’m completely at ease entrusting John to you and Uncle! There’s no way he’d be mistreated under the care of his grandparents, right?

It’s just that John’s at his most mischievous age—I’m mostly worried about him tiring you out!

If John causes trouble or disobeys, you can call me anytime, and I’ll discipline him!"

Qian Rouxuan’s words were straightforward, leaving room for flexibility and maneuvering.

"Good! Good! I was just worried you wouldn’t feel comfortable. After all, the child has never been away from you, has he? John, let’s go with Grandpa now! Grandma’s house has lots of fun toys, all prepared for you! Say goodbye to Mom!"

Mrs. Leng affectionately took John’s hand as he lowered his head to play with a toy car. This was her eldest grandson. They say the youngest son’s eldest grandson is the treasure that old women cherish.

It really seemed to be true. Now, she looked at everything about him fondly. Even if he were as mischievous as his mother claimed, she would still like him.

"Bye-bye, Mommy!" The sweet and tender voice warmed Mr. Leng’s heart. Yet, in front of others, he didn’t show much emotion, just attentively watching John’s every move.

Qian Rouxuan’s eyes reddened slightly as she looked at her son and gently instructed, "John, be good at Grandpa and Grandma’s house, okay? If you miss Mommy, call me!"

"Got it! Bye-bye, Mommy!" John, sensible and mature, flashed her a reassuring gaze. He had grown up and could look after his vulnerable mother. This trip to his grandparents’ house? He planned to behave well, aiming to help his mom move in sooner rather than later.

Everyone, chasing their respective agendas, bid farewell. Mr. Leng carried the suitcase, Mrs. Leng held onto John, and together, they returned to Leng Mansion.

After they left, Qian Rouxuan purposely went to the balcony to look downstairs. Living on the twelfth floor, everything below seemed tiny. Yet, she could still make out her son obediently walking with the two elders, climbing into a car, and driving away.

Despite the complexity of her feelings—an ache mingled with determination—what dominated was her burning ambition for the future. If you don’t give something up, you’ll never catch the wolf. Without taking this step, how could she win the favor of the Leng elders?

As thoughts of the good life ahead beckoned, she laughed maniacally. "Leng Mochen, you’ll still have to marry me in the end!"

...

Leng Ning was in a good mood today. Her relationship with her senior had been progressing rapidly, and they had decided it was time to meet his family. She planned to discuss this with her mother first, giving her a heads-up to prepare mentally.

Her senior was outstanding in appearance, character, and academics, but his family’s financial situation was average. Leng Ning worried about facing cold treatment if she visited alone.

Thinking it over, she decided that her upcoming birthday in two days would be the perfect occasion. Hosting a small birthday party at home, she could invite her senior as well. That way, her mom could meet him casually, making it harder to express dissatisfaction in front of others.

Returning home from school, she entered the living room and immediately spotted her parents doting over a little boy eating at the dinner table. Curious, she asked, "Dad’s back! Mom, whose child is this?"

Mr. Leng wasn’t home often, so his presence made little impression on her—she’d grown used to it.

Mr. Leng responded briefly before finishing and heading upstairs to his study. He didn’t bother answering her question; he left that to Mrs. Leng.

Mrs. Leng explained calmly, "Someone’s child staying with us for a few days; your dad and I are helping out."

Leng Ning sat down, finding it all too odd. Her parents weren’t exactly altruistic people. When had they ever offered to care for someone else’s child? It was beyond rare.

Her curiosity deepened, and she took a closer look. The more she looked, the more familiar the boy seemed. Stunned, she stared wide-eyed in disbelief—it was clearly the child she’d seen Qian Rouxuan with that day!

"Mom, whose child is this?" she asked again, this time with a noticeably harsher tone.

Mrs. Leng meticulously fed the boy without lifting her head, casually replying, "Your dad’s friend’s grandson!"