My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Xianwen's side was very efficient; the contract was drafted by the afternoon, and Li Bo sent it to the legal department. The legal departments of the two companies coordinated, finalized the details over the phone, and Li Bo signed it. When he looked up, it was already dark.

When Li Bo gets busy, he never cares about time.

I was originally planning to take a nap and then go to the ski resort in the afternoon to check out the environment. If it looked good, I would book the whole place and go skiing with Zhou Yanshao.

Unexpectedly, he was busy until evening. When Li Bo got up and left the study, his eyes searched for hot water in the living room.

Zhou Yanshao got up and went to the kitchen to bring back a glass of warm water: "Water."

After drinking, Li Bo felt much better; the afternoon meeting had gone on for far too long. To be honest, his current actions were practically paving the way for someone else's success, since Platinum Sharp no longer belonged to him. But Li Bo still hoped that Platinum Sharp could thrive.

Zhou Yanshao took the cup Li Bo had finished drinking from: "I put some hot water next to your desk, didn't you drink it?"

"I didn't notice."

"Want some more?"

"No need," Li Bo said. "What would you like to eat tonight?"

"It's already prepared. I'd starve if I waited for you to cook it." Zhou Yanshao gestured with his chin towards the dining table. Li Bo glanced at it; three dishes and a soup, it looked quite good.

When Zhou was in China, he didn't cook; he could cook, but he didn't like it. After going abroad, he probably couldn't get used to the food, so he cooked more often, and his cooking skills improved.

After finishing his meal with Zhou Yanshao, Li Bo glanced at his watch and asked, "Skiing tomorrow?"

Zhou Yanshao scoffed and asked, "Not busy tomorrow?"

Li Bo listened to Zhou Yanshao's tone, which sounded like, "Oh? You finally remembered me. That's rare."

Li Bo smiled and said, "No rush, is it slippery?"

"I don't ski; ski resorts are no fun."

"The ski resorts on Australian Island are indeed mediocre. Why don't you head back to Beijing sooner?"

Zhou Yanshao immediately understood that Li Bo was trying to get rid of him. He frowned and asked, "Who else do you want to see?"

He'd met the investor, finalized the deal, and now Li Bo was trying to get rid of him. What was the difference between that and sleeping with someone, pulling up your pants, and running away?

"I don't want to see anyone."

"I'll wait for you to go back together." Zhou Yanshao didn't like Beijing. With Shu Lang around, Australia was much better.

"Okay." Li Bo asked, "Have you bought the plane tickets back to Northern Europe?"

"no."

"We need to buy tickets early; it's mid-December, and flights to Northern Europe aren't that good anymore..."

Zhou Yanshao interrupted, "I know what I'm doing."

Li Bo didn't say anything more. He was a perceptive person, and he could sense that Zhou Yanshao didn't really want to go back to Northern Europe.

Part of the reason for this probably comes from him.

Zhou Yanshao, who did not give up his love of skiing because of the Zhou family and his mission as heir, should not give up skiing because of him.

Li Bo knew all too well how many times Zhou Yanshao had fallen and injured himself.

He knew how much suffering Zhou Yanshao had endured and how much he had sacrificed, so of course he couldn't let Zhou Yanshao give up for him. He had no right to do that, and he absolutely couldn't do it.

Li Bo thought that his greed and indifference would separate him from Zhou Yanshao, causing their relationship to revert to its original state, or perhaps they would become sworn enemies who would never speak to each other again. He never imagined that Zhou Yanshao would not want to return to Northern Europe because of him, and would even follow him to Australia.

Indeed, passion is Zhou Yanshao's true nature.

After finishing his meal, Li Bo went downstairs for a stroll. The hotel had a swimming pool that looked quite clear. Since it wasn't open for holidays yet, there weren't many guests.

Li Bo has been too busy with work lately and hasn't exercised in a long time. He went upstairs, took off his watch and gold-rimmed glasses, grabbed a set of light, casual clothes, and prepared to go swimming.

Zhou Yanshao crossed his arms, blocking Li Bo's path, and stared at Li Bo's neck.

Li Bo touched his skin: "What's wrong?"

"How about a competition?"

Li Bo refused: "I won't compete with athletes."

An adult male who sits in an office all year round, even if he works out occasionally, can never match the physical fitness of a skier. Especially a Nordic combined skier, who possesses both explosiveness and endurance, and in a sport so demanding that there are no female athletes.

Zhou Yanshao put his arm around Li Bo's shoulder, his fingertips tracing the reddened skin on Li Bo's neck: "I'll let you swim for a while first."

Li Bo brushed his hand away: "No."

Zhou Yanshao: "Afraid of losing?"

Li Bo draped a dry towel around his neck. "You dare compare yourself to me?"

"I'm doing butterfly stroke, and you're still not satisfied after swimming freestyle for a while? What? You want to sit on me while swimming? And then kick me off when we're almost at the finish line?"

Li Bo agreed: "A very good suggestion."

Zhou Yanshao said lazily, "Okay, give it a try."

Young Master Zhou made way, and the two entered the swimming pool downstairs one after the other. The swimming pool on the first floor was very large, and there were two men and two women playing water volleyball.

Zhou Yanshao did a simple stretch and then went into the water. Li Bo was still warming up at the poolside when Zhou Yanshao had already started swimming.

A blonde, blue-eyed girl in a sexy swimsuit, shoving and nudging her friend beside her, walked shyly to the edge of the pool, holding a coconut with a straw in her hand, as if waiting for something. Her legs were splashing gently in the water, unable to contain their excitement.

Zhou Yanshao swam back to shore, and with a "splash," he surfaced, wiped his face, and water droplets slid down his smooth jawline and dripped into the water, looking very sunny and dashing.

Suddenly, a Chinese man appeared out of nowhere, walked up to Li Bo with a smile, and asked, "Are you Chinese too? Um... could you teach me how to stretch?"

Li Bo smiled politely and said, "Okay."

Zhou Yanshao watched as Li Bo gentlemanly instructed the mature lady on stretching, and the two chatted amiably, seemingly having a close relationship.

Zhou Yanshao puffed out his cheeks, grabbed the pool ladder, and easily jumped ashore. The blonde woman who had been waiting for a long time, holding a coconut, looked up at Zhou Yanshao and called out in English, "Handsome guy... wait a minute."

Zhou Yanshao looked down at her, somewhat impatient.

The woman smiled gently; she was very beautiful. She got up from the ground, handed the coconut she was holding to Zhou Yanshao, and asked again in English, "Are you traveling alone? Can we be friends?"

Zhou Yanshao glanced at Li Bo, who was teaching a woman how to warm up, not far away.

Li Bo wasn't even looking at him.

Zhou Yanshao frowned, his tone quite perfunctory: "I don't understand, sorry."

The woman's simple English attempt to strike up a conversation was so absurd that Zhou Yanshao, who had spent two years in Northern Europe, said he couldn't understand it—a situation no less ridiculous than a kindergarten child who hasn't yet learned to open their mouth to drink milk.

Zhou Yanshao ran his fingertips through his hair, brushed back his wet strands, and strode towards Li Bo. He grabbed Li Bo's waist from behind, pulled him into his arms, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Not going to sit on my lap and play anymore, baby~"