My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Li Bo looked down at the open shirt, revealing a large expanse of skin, black shorts, and men's sock clips. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he just hummed in agreement.

Zhou Yanshao: "..."

"Take your medicine first." Zhou Yanshao handed over the hot water and medicine. Li Bo reached out and took it, tilted his head back and drank some water, swallowed the medicine, and a little hot water spilled from the corner of his lips, dripping onto his collarbone and sliding down his skin. The direction of the water droplet was clearly visible.

Zhou Yanshao handed over another mercury thermometer and shoved it into Li Bo's mouth without saying a word: "Bite on it, this is all we have."

"……Well."

The thermometer that was suddenly shoved in made Li Bo pause for a second. He held the thermometer with one hand and held the water glass with the other.

Zhou Yanshao squatted down and helped Li Bo button up his shirt.

Zhou Yanshao's hands were very hot; the temperature when he touched Li Bo's skin was hard to ignore, and it even felt a little itchy. Most importantly, Zhou Yanshao was squatting between Li Bo's legs...

Li Bo mumbled, "No need..."

Zhou Yanshao looked up and glared at him: "Hanhao, don't talk."

Zhou Yanshao bent down to button up Li Bo's shirt, pinching Li Bo's calf with one hand, staring at the stocking clip for a while, feeling very annoyed, and really wanting to rip it off.

Zhou Yanshao lifted Li Bo's foot and placed it on his thigh, fastened the leg clamps for Li Bo, then took the pants over, placed them in front of Li Bo, lifted his foot and put it in, and when he stood up, Zhou Yanshao pulled up his pants, stood behind him, and meticulously fastened his belt.

Li Bo released his grip on the thermometer, placed it on Zhou Yanshao's arm, and pushed it away, indicating that it was unnecessary.

Zhou Yanshao held the thermometer steady for him with one hand: "Don't move around, or the reading will be inaccurate."

Zhou Yanshao was still helping Li Bo fasten his belt with his other hand.

Young Master Zhou's fingers, which are at the tenth level of piano proficiency, are extremely nimble.

Li Bo was already feeling weak all over, and the strength he used to push Zhou Yanshao away was nothing compared to the strength of an athlete. It was as if he couldn't stand steadily and had to rely on Zhou Yanshao's arm to maintain his balance.

In the quiet atmosphere, the metallic sound was exceptionally crisp.

From a certain angle, Li Bo's legs were slightly bent, trembling slightly from the touch. He gripped Zhou Yanshao's hand tightly with his fingertips, his brows furrowed, and his expression was truly intriguing.

Li Bo is very sensitive to touch.

Zhou Yanshao knew this best.

Two years ago, Li Bo would groan if you touched him lightly, and if you bullied him too much, he would grab the blanket and demand a stop, and his legs would close up to push you away.

Zhou Yanshao slowed his movements, deliberately buckling his belt while admiring the indescribable expression on Li Bo's face from below, and said, "Stay away from your secretary."

"..."

"Don't get too close to your superiors or subordinates."

The seemingly legitimate reason, in this context, carries a rather threatening connotation.

Li Bo tilted his head slightly, revealing his pink neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Mmm."

Zhou Yanshao zipped up his pants and put them on. He then shifted his gaze to Li Bo's thin lips and pinched Li Bo's chin: "Stop sucking, let me check the thermometer."

They could have used other words, but they insisted on using "含" (hán).

Li Bo let out a sigh of relief: "You..."

"Is your secretary married?"

"No," Li Bo said. "Shu Lang is still young."

"..."

Zhou Yanshao didn't even bother looking at the thermometer: "You know so much about this?"

Li Bo walked to the bedside table, put on his glasses and watch, and fastened his tie: "Shu Lang is someone I recruited into the company."

Li Bo turned around and asked, "What's the temperature?"

Zhou Yanshao was very annoyed: "See for yourself."

Li Bo took the thermometer and glanced at it: "38 degrees..."

Zhou Yanshao corrected: "38.7°C, it's gone down a bit."

"Okay, I'll go to the hospital for an IV drip later." Li Bo put on his suit jacket, grabbed his phone, and walked out of the guest room.

Uncle Liu sent a message to Li Bo, saying that he was already at the foot of Xiziwan Mountain. Li Bo replied and then sent a message to Shu Lang, saying that there was a meeting this morning and asking Shu Lang to prepare.

While I was washing up, Shu Lang called and talked about the qualification review process, which was quite troublesome. He was still talking about it when I went downstairs.

Zhou Yanshao followed behind him, his back teeth clenched, looking rather displeased.

Li Bo responded twice and hung up the phone. The housekeeper, who was directing the servants to clean, saw Li Bo come downstairs and greeted him with a smile: "Good morning, Mr. Bo. Breakfast will be ready in two minutes."

Li Bo smiled and said, "Good morning, Uncle Wang. You don't need to prepare anything for me anymore. It's too much trouble. I usually eat at the company."

Li Bo is a gentle and refined man who always gives people a pleasant look, but this does not contradict his unapproachable nature.

The butler raised his gaze and saw Zhou Yanshao behind Li Bo, his forehead covered in sweat. So early in the morning, who knows who has offended this "big shot" again?

"Young master, breakfast will be ready soon."

"Um."

Li Bo asked the butler, "Uncle Wang, would it be convenient for you to take me to the entrance of Xizi Bay?"

The butler cautiously looked at Zhou Yanshao: "Young Master Zhou...?"

The housekeeper practically had "Am I supposed to be here?" written all over his face.

Zhou Yanshao walked to the dining table and sat down: "Come and have something to eat."

Li Bo glanced at his watch, then had breakfast with Zhou Yanshao. The breakfast was rather perfunctory; he just drank some porridge and that was it.

Zhou Yanshao peeled an egg, keeping the yolk and putting the egg white into Li Bo's bowl. Li Bo never ate egg yolks.

"Thank you." Li Bo ate the egg white.

Zhou Yanshao looked at the barely touched porridge in Li Bo's bowl: "Hurry up and finish it."

Li Bo took two more sips of porridge, put down his spoon, and said, "I'm full."

Zhou Yanshao: "What did you eat?"

Zhou Yanshao, adhering to the principle that if he wasn't full at home, he would eat out, looked at Li Bo with a hint of anger in his eyes: "In such a hurry to go to the company to have dinner with your secretary?"

"...?" Li Bo smiled. "No, I'm really full. I'm not used to eating breakfast."

"Then you should get used to it and give up coffee as soon as possible."

"Okay," Li Bo said helplessly.

Zhou Yanshao went upstairs to get a coat and hung it on his arm: "I'll take you to the company."

"No need, just drop me off at the entrance of Xizi Bay. My driver is waiting."

Zhou Yanshao was unhappy again. He threw his coat at Li Bo and got into the driver's seat without saying a word.

Li Bo opened the passenger door, and Zhou Yanshao glanced at him. "Sit in the back. I don't want to see you."

"..." Li Bo laughed loudly, then got into the passenger seat: "What are you angry about?"

"I'm not angry."

Zhou Yanshao stepped on the gas and drove the person to the Platinum Rui. When the car arrived at the underground parking garage, Li Bo got out of the car, and Zhou Yanshao also got out of the car.

Li Bo asked, "Have you ever thought about managing the company?"

Zhihuai is a winery, a family business, and Zhou Yanshao, as the sole heir, should rightfully take over the winery. However, Zhou Yanshao has loved skiing since childhood and has a natural talent for sports, so his father did not stop him and even agreed to let him become a high-risk athlete.

Without a doubt, Zhou Yanshao's answer was either "I haven't thought about it" or "I don't want to".

But this time, Zhou Yanshao said, "I don't know, let's wait and see."