My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Li Bo frowned and left the conference room. Uncle Zeng was waiting at the office door: "Coffee or tea?"

"Hot water is fine."

"Okay." Uncle Zeng went to make two cups of hot water. When he came back, he stopped at the door. Uncle Zeng had been with Zhou Huiyuan for many years and was observant. He would usually stop in front of the office before knocking. When he brought the water in, the office was very quiet, with only the sound of calm breathing.

but……

The image looks a little off.

Li Bo stood at the table, facing the door. Zhou Yanshao sat in a swivel chair, his large hand resting on Li Bo's waist. His once meticulously dressed vest had two buttons undone, one button on his shirt was loose, and even his belt was loose, as if something had been pulled out of it a few seconds ago.

What was most confusing was Li Bo's gaze and the way his hands were resting on the table.

Zhou Yanshao swept his arm around Li Bo, covering the skin that was slightly exposed, and forcefully pulled Li Bo to sit on his lap, saying coldly, "Get out."

Uncle Zeng lowered his head, put the water down, and pretended nothing had happened before leaving the room.

As soon as the door closed, Zhou Yanshao looked down at Li Bo sitting on his lap, his teeth itching with anger.

From the moment they returned to the capital, Li Bo stayed by his side for three whole days. Li Bo didn't mention the shareholders' meeting once, nor did he try to confirm their relationship, and he didn't mention what Zhou Yanshao had said before—"If you choose the inheritance, you can't choose him again."

Li Bo waited quietly for time to pass, without uttering a single word of goodwill or seeking peace, or even expressing any regret for not being able to choose Zhou Yanshao.

Li Bo wants shares in Zhihuai and wants to be included in the Li family genealogy.

Zhou Yanshao promised that he would help Li Bo get what Li Bo wanted, but since Li Bo chose Zhi Huai, he couldn't choose him.

Li Bo knew this, but still chose Zhi Huai.

Zhou Yanshao never seems to be among Li Bo's options.

Li Bo's calm demeanor at the conference table suggested he had already anticipated this, or perhaps... in Li Bo's eyes, the time he had put aside his work to spend with him these past few days was an act of making amends. Was it an act of making amends after receiving the inheritance? Was it an act of using him? Or was it an act of making amends for his injuries?

It wasn't easy for Zhou Yanshao to obtain this share certificate from Wan Gong, yet he couldn't even get a single explanation.

He was furious.

Li Bo never said anything. Only when he stripped someone at an inopportune moment could he get a couple of comforting words. Whether it was coaxing or deceiving, it was better than saying nothing at all.

Uncle Zeng interrupted while delivering water, which brought Zhou Yanshao back to his senses. Even though he was angry, he still buttoned up Li Bo's shirt button by button with one hand.

Li Bo glanced at the share certificate on the table, "How did Mr. Wan...?"

Zhou Yanshao said angrily, "I said I would help you."

Li Bo looked at Zhou Yanshao, his eyes stinging. "This is Aunt Wan's betrothal gift, and it's the only thing she left you. Please keep it safe."

"Know."

Li Bo took a breath. "Actually, you don't need to help me like this..."

Zhou Yanshao looked up, his tone fierce: "I'm helping you and you're still not happy?"

If Zhou Yanshao hadn't come today, Li Bo's shares in Zhihuai would have been divided up by the shareholders present. Li Bo would have been unable to control Zhihuai, would have lacked the ability and backing to intimidate the Li family, and would no longer be able to enter the Li family ancestral hall. Everything Li Bo cherished and everything he had schemed for would have come to nothing.

That's not what I meant...

Li Bo meant that Wan Tongzhi's shares were very important, and Zhou Yanshao should not get involved in this mess.

"Thank you for today."

Li Bo raised his hand, wanting to touch Zhou Yanshao's head, but Zhou Yanshao frowned and dodged, clearly angry with him.

The big dog that wasn't chosen will get angry, stay away, and stand at a distance, watching Li Bo until Li Bo walks towards him, only then will it calm down.

"Just touch it," Li Bo said, his tone somewhat pleading.

"Get down." Zhou Yanshao wouldn't let Li Bo touch him.

Li Bozhen got off Zhou Yanshao's lap. Zhou Yanshao stared at Li Bozhen's lap, turned his head away, and gritted his teeth in anger.

Li Bo chuckled, then asked seriously, "Have you ever thought about staying in the capital?"

That sounds like an attempt to persuade someone to stay.

"I don't know," Zhou Yanshao added. "It's cold in Scandinavia, I'm not used to it."

It wasn't that Scandinavia was cold; it was that Li Bo was having a hard time in Zhihuai, and Zhou Yanshao had fallen ill in Scandinavia and couldn't stay too far away from Li Bo.

"I'll come back after the match."

Li Bo's words were spoken softly, but they carried great weight in Zhou Yanshao's heart.

Zhou Yanshao was visibly stunned for two seconds, then looked up, his tone rising: "Oh..."

"The Winter Olympics will be held in Northern Europe next year, right? I'll come see you then and wait for you to win a medal."

"It's up to you whether you come or not."

Li Bo raised an eyebrow. "If it's not important, I won't come."

"..."

"Come on, I definitely will." Li Bo looked at Zhou Yanshao's hair: "Can I touch it now?"

"cannot."

Zhou Yanshao remained aloof and wouldn't let Li Bo touch him. Li Bo reached out and, without flinching, his hand fell on Zhou Yanshao's, touching him for a while before asking, "Was the dressing changed this morning?"

"Not yet." Zhou Yanshao woke up to find Li Bo gone, so he rushed over. He was in such a hurry that he didn't have time to change the dressing.

Li Bo took out his phone. "Can't you take better care of yourself?"

Li Bo called his private doctor and asked someone to bring the dressing to Zhihuai.

Even though three days had passed, Zhou Yanshao's wound was still so deep that it was still a shocking sight. Li Bo stood beside him, and just looking at it made his forehead break out in a fine sweat. He frowned, and only after the doctor changed the dressing did he feel a little better.

After the doctor left, Li Bo gently held Zhou Yanshao's hand. "It must hurt a lot."

"It's alright, I often fall while skiing, so this is nothing."

The Nordic combined sport is extremely dangerous, and injuries from it are far more serious than a small cut on the palm of the hand; Zhou Yanshao was already used to it.

Li Bo retie his tie and said, "Come on, let's go home. I'll make you something to replenish your blood and energy."

When Li Bo lived alone, he rarely cooked, but after Zhou Yanshao returned to China, he spent more time in the kitchen than when he worked overtime.

Back in Xizi Bay, Li Bo cooked a meal for Zhou Yanshao, who was in a great mood and took a nap while holding Li Bo.

Zhou Yanshao is a restless sleeper.

Zhou Yanshao liked to sleep on his side, next to Li Bo's back, pressing down on Li Bo's leg. His other leg was held down by Zhou Yanshao's hand. Li Bo dared not move, afraid that if he turned over, he would press on Zhou Yanshao's injured hand, and even more afraid that if he moved, it would become a guiding behavior and wake something up.

Zhou Yanshao was extremely formidable in this regard, and Li Bo couldn't withstand it, hence his fear.

After waking up from his afternoon nap, Li Bo made a very firm request: he wanted to wear a shirt to bed from now on.

Zhou Yanshao responded with an "oh," which sounded like an agreement, at least in Li Bo's opinion.

After dinner, Li Bo changed Zhou Yanshao's dressing.

Li Bo had seen the doctor change the dressing so many times that he knew the procedures and precautions by heart. When changing the dressing, he moved very gently, his delicate eyebrows and eyes heavy. His movements were swift and skillful. The doctor looked at Zhou Yanshao's injury and said, "He's recovering faster than I expected."

Li Bo asked, "Will the wound heal by next week?"

"It should be about the same, but we still need to be careful, since she's had surgery."

"OK."

The doctor went downstairs to rest. After closing the door, Li Bo looked at Zhou Yanshao and asked, "Shall we go back to Northern Europe next week?"

"oh."

Li Bo nudged Zhou Yanshao with his elbow: "Are you angry?"

"without."

"I apologize for being angry."

"Need not."

"Why are you so hard to appease?" Li Bo laughed. "I was afraid your coach would get angry and make things difficult for you, which is why I urged you to go back to Northern Europe."

"oh."

"Alright, don't be angry." Li Bo patted Zhou Yanshao's hair.

Zhou Yanshao didn't say anything, but pulled up the blanket and wrapped Li Bo up to sleep together, acting incredibly arrogant.