Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 547 - 547 543 Choices Part 2

547: Chapter 543: Choices (Part 2) 547: Chapter 543: Choices (Part 2) “Yes,” Ye Fan said, “If it hadn’t been for Zhao Jun that day, the bullet would have hit me.

Though it wouldn’t have killed me immediately, I would surely have been killed by Caesar afterward.”

“Yes, you almost died,” Qiao Feixuan said with lingering fear.

“I almost lost the only son I have.”

“These past few days, I’ve been full of fear, having nightmares and waking from terrible dreams every day,” Qiao Feixuan continued.

“I can’t imagine how I would live if I lost the only son I have…”

“Mom—,” Ye Fan tried to interrupt Qiao Feixuan, but she glared at him fiercely, and he had to shut his mouth again.

“… Maybe constantly crying, maybe walking around like a zombie, maybe going insane, maybe jumping off a building and killing myself…” Qiao Feixuan reflected.

Ye Fan, on the verge of tears, hurriedly said, “Mom, don’t think nonsense, I’ll be fine.”

“Haha, who thinks they’ll be in trouble?” Qiao Feixuan said, somewhat bleakly.

“But reality isn’t up to you alone.

If someone has put a bounty on you once on the global assassin’s network, there can be a second and a third time!

You were lucky this time because Zhao Jun took the bullet for you, but you can’t be so lucky every time.”

Ye Fan tried to console Qiao Feixuan, “Mom, the last one was already the strongest assassin.

The others can’t kill me.

Besides, I’ll be very careful.”

“People aren’t machines, they have moments of weakness.

The more you encounter danger, the more likely you are to meet a real threat,” Qiao Feixuan countered, not trusting Ye Fan’s words.

“Moreover, you’ve been abroad for years, facing enemies from all over the world, always in danger of dying at any moment.”

“Thinking that you could die at any moment, I haven’t had a good night’s sleep.

If I were only worried, it would be one thing, but if something really happens to you one day, how could I go on living?” Qiao Feixuan broke down crying.

She initially intended to shed just a few tears to frighten Ye Fan, but as her emotions overtook her—thinking about the fears and worries over the years, and recalling the recent events—she couldn’t restrain herself and burst into uncontrollable sobs.

Li Zhaojun reached out to comfort her, but Qiao Feixuan threw herself into Li Zhaojun’s arms and sobbed loudly, her tears flowing, her crying deeply sorrowful.

Li Zhaojun, too, was affected and, though usually cold and strong, she couldn’t help but shed silent tears.

Even Ye Fan, with his steely heart, now had wet eyes.

Qiao Feixuan had always doted on him immensely from his childhood and had been exceptionally kind to him.

If not for the strict discipline of the Ye family, he might have well turned into a spoiled brat.

Of course, he loved his mother Qiao Feixuan deeply, and their hearts were closely connected.

He moved over and gently held Qiao Feixuan by the shoulders, his voice choked as he comforted her, “Mom, don’t be sad.

I will take great care of myself, and nothing will happen to me.”

Upon hearing Ye Fan’s words, Qiao Feixuan suddenly turned and threw herself into his arms and cried even louder.

“Wuu wuu wuu… Son, I only have you, wuu wuu wuu… If you die, I don’t want to live either…

wuu wuu wuu…” Qiao Feixuan cried and spoke in Ye Fan’s embrace.

Next to them, Li Zhaojun also couldn’t help quietly sobbing.

Her father had died early, and her mother raised her alone.

Li Zhaojun deeply understood the sudden loss of loved ones.

Now her own husband was always in constant danger, potentially facing the same fate her mother faced, and even though she was often indifferent, she couldn’t help but let her tears flow in this moment.

As for Ye Guohua, although he knew that Qiao Feixuan was performing a tragic act, ultimately, he was a man of emotion; how could he bear to watch his own son and wife in tears?

Thus, he turned his head away, unable to bear the sight.

Qiao Feixuan cried for a good fifteen minutes and, under Ye Fan’s earnest consolations, finally managed to stop crying gradually.

However, her eyes were swollen from crying, her face marked with tear streaks, a stark contrast to her usual appearance.

“Son, mom wants you to go into politics, okay?” Qiao Feixuan eventually stated her intentions.

Ye Fan’s expression tightened, and he shook his head, saying, “No, Mom, I can’t agree to that.”

“Why?

Are you going to be so heartless and let your mother worry and be scared, and then when you tragically die, leave me not even knowing how to live?” Qiao Feixuan said.

Ye Fan clenched his teeth and said, “Mom, I will be very careful about my safety.

You should know that I am also a general now and won’t easily be in danger.

Besides, if everyone is afraid of dying and doesn’t join the army, then who will defend our country?

Without a country, how can there be a home?”

“What do you mean you won’t easily be in danger?

Just a few days ago, you were almost assassinated right at our doorstep and nearly died!” Qiao Feixuan emphatically pointed out, “Next time, it might directly happen inside our home!”

Ye Fan sighed and said, “Mom, no matter what, I’m not going to retire and enter politics!

Mom, I know you’ve been heartbroken for me, and I’m sorry.

But you wouldn’t want me to be mediocre for the rest of my life, unable to fulfill my life’s ambitions, would you?”

“Wouldn’t entering politics allow you to fulfill your life’s ambitions?

Wouldn’t it allow you to benefit society?

You’ve already served in the military for six years.

You’ve more than fulfilled your duty to defend the country,” Qiao Feixuan argued back.

“You’re only thinking about yourself.

Haven’t you thought about your mother?

Or about Zhao Jun?

Or about the children you’ll have in the future?”

“Mom—” Ye Fan clenched his teeth, still unwilling to agree.

“Thump!”

Suddenly, Qiao Feixuan knelt down.

Ye Fan, shocked, his face turning pale, hurriedly knelt down too, trying to help Qiao Feixuan up.

But once Qiao Feixuan had knelt down, she wasn’t going to get up easily.

Crying, she said, “I’ve raised you all these years and never asked you for anything.

If you won’t agree to retire and go into politics, then Mom might as well just kneel here and die.

I’m going to die of constant fear sooner or later; it might as well be straightforward like this!”

Tears involuntarily flowed down Ye Fan’s cheeks: “Mom, please, don’t do this.

Please get up…”

Qiao Feixuan refused to rise.

“Little Fan, just agree to your mom’s wishes.

These years haven’t been easy for her,” Ye Guohua finally spoke.

“Contributing to the country through politics might not be less significant than through military service.

War is a continuation of politics.

Military action is never the first solution to a problem.

If a country is truly strong, other nations won’t provoke it easily.

Otherwise, even if the whole nation took up arms, it wouldn’t escape being humiliated or invaded.

Governing the country well, ensuring the people live happily and with dignity, and making the country prosperous and strong—these achievements are far greater than winning a battle.”

Faced with such earnest pleas from his parents, Ye Fan found himself unable to refuse outright and had to say, “Let me think about it.

Give me some time, okay?

Mom.”

“Fine, I’ll give you three days to think about it.

If you still won’t agree, then Mom doesn’t want to live anymore!” said Qiao Feixuan.

Ye Fan sighed deeply and helped Qiao Feixuan up.

After helping Qiao Feixuan sit up, given the heavy atmosphere and the need for Ye Fan to seriously consider his options, Ye Guohua suggested that everyone should go back to their rooms to rest.