Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

"Mom, have a good rest. I'll come to see you when I have time." Zhao Youqian looked a little unnatural. He quickly stood up, straightened his suit, and said goodbye to the woman.

"Are you busy again?" the woman asked.

"Well, there are a lot of things. Ever since the dragon wizard trend swept Europe, our family's business has been severely affected. People only go to auctions where dragons are for sale, and pay less and less attention to ours. Those old customers who used to curry favor with us, huh, now actually go to our competitors to buy things." Zhao Youqian said very dissatisfiedly.

"There are no such things as old customers. They only cooperate with us and do business with us for your father's sake. Now that your father is gone..." said the woman.

"It's always like this. Why are you always like this? No matter what I say to you, you always mention them. Mom, can't you control yourself? How can I continue chatting with you like this?" Zhao Youqian said impatiently.

The woman looked at Zhao Yougan's somewhat angry expression and opened her mouth in surprise, but soon returned to her original calm.

"I can only tell you this, don't you miss them at all? We are a good family..." The woman looked a little disappointed, and finally said lightly.

Zhao Youqian realized that he had lost his composure and took a deep breath in a hurry.

"That's not what I meant. I just feel sad when I mention them. I don't want to be sad. I want to move on." Zhao Youqian hurriedly explained, and his tone softened.

"But I always feel that when you mention them, you are not sad, but always angry."

"Mom, I didn't..."

"Okay, okay, I understand how you feel. Just now I just saw a young man who looked a bit like your brother, and I couldn't help but think of him. Go and do your work. You have to take care of the family affairs." The woman also regained her composure.

"Okay, okay, you just rest and recuperate. When the weather gets warmer and you feel better, I will take you back." Zhao Youqian said.

After Zhao Youqian finished speaking, he left immediately.

But the woman Bai Miaoying kept staring at Zhao Youqian's back, her pupils not moving at all.

She didn't know when this home became what it is now. No matter how beautiful Venice is, it can't wipe away the sadness in Bai Miaoying's heart.

Bai Miaoying closed her eyes and rested like that, with a hint of helplessness and torment, waiting for time to pass meaninglessly.

It was getting dark and the weather was chilly, but Bai Miaoying was still reluctant to go into the house, fearing that the stuffy air in the house would suffocate her.

Not long ago, she learned a piece of news from an old caregiver in the family, and that news caused Bai Miaoying to be hospitalized with a serious illness.

She couldn't accept that it was true, but she had to doubt her son.

Could it really be Zhao Youqian who did it?

But they are all her children, how could it be possible
"Deng deng deng deng!"

Several footsteps were heard, getting closer and closer. Bai Miaoying ignored them, but she was suddenly wrapped in an extremely warm wool coat, and a pair of hands gently placed on her shoulders, which made Bai Miaoying open her eyes involuntarily.

It was a handsome and familiar face, and even when he was serious or angry, he seemed to have a smile on his face.

He loved to laugh so much. Bai Miaoying clearly remembered that he had a heartwarming smile on his face since he was very young. He kept grinning, and even when he was observing the things around him, the corners of his mouth would be raised.

This is also the reason why Bai Miaoying and her husband are somewhat partial to this child. He seems to be born to like this family and everything they have given him as parents.

"Xiao Manman?" Bai Miaoying couldn't believe her eyes at this moment, because she saw this face again.

Even her first reaction was not that she really saw her son come back to life, but that she had fallen asleep sitting in the chair and her consciousness had entered a dream.

"Ahem, I've already told you can't call me that after I turn 18." The man said with embarrassment.

"You are eighty-eight years old. I would call you that if I were still alive, Xiao Manman. Where is your father? Did he come with you to visit me? Are you doing well down there? Are you being bullied by those ghost officials? Are you well fed and clothed? Do you have enough money to spend? Did you receive the things I burned for you in Venice during the Ching Ming Festival last year? Oh, that's bad. Venice is a foreign country. I guess all the money was confiscated by those ghosts and gods in Italy. Even if it wasn't confiscated, it would have to go through the customs of the underworld, and a lot of things must have been withheld. I will return to China next year and give you more things..." Bai Miaoying spoke excitedly without stopping, as if she wanted to say everything she could in just a few seconds.

Listening to what Bai Miaoying said, Zhao Manyan seemed somewhat helpless, yet also somewhat sad.

Because, at this time, Zhao Manyan's mother obviously thought that he was dead. But in fact, he was alive!

Zhao Manyan sat on the chair and said seriously, "Mom, I can't bring Dad to visit you."

Bai Miaoying was a little puzzled. She just thought her son had died.

So when the son comes to see me, he will definitely bring his father with him, right?
"Haven't you met? You guys are dependent on each other down there. Don't go your separate ways just because of a little conflict. I know your father is very strict..." Bai Miaoying really had a lot to say, and she spoke it all in one breath every time, as if she was afraid that she would never have the chance again in the future.

After hearing this, the smile on Zhao Manyan's face disappeared, and one could see the sadness gradually dissipating in his eyes.

"Mom, I can't bring dad to visit you because I'm not in the underground you mentioned. I'm still alive and well, and you're not dreaming. Look around you, dreams are not that real, and mosquitoes won't want to bite you in dreams." As he said this, Zhao Manyan patted Bai Miaoying's arm with his palm.

Bai Miaoying could clearly feel the burning sensation, but the emotions on her face were changing rapidly. Surprise, joy, and suspicion were constantly intertwined and repeated.

But she didn't have any dissatisfaction, and she didn't even feel any pain.

Because, her baby son is still alive!!!

"Is it really you, Xiao Manman?" Bai Miaoying was unable to control her excitement.

"Yes, it's me. I've been wandering outside for a few years and now I miss home, and most importantly, I miss you." Zhao Manyan smiled again and took the initiative to pull his head up to give his mother a big hug.

The moment she was hugged by her son, she felt the reality. But because she was sure that her son was alive, Bai Miaoying couldn't control her excitement. Maybe it was because she had been suppressing her emotions for too long. She felt that her tears were about to overflow, but her eyes were dry and painful.
(End of this chapter)