My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

The doctor took the water: "Thank you, Mr. Bo. Fortunately, it wasn't your wrist that was injured. The surgery was timely, so it won't affect your skiing. It just will take time to recover."

Li Bo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Li Bo asked the butler to take the doctor to a room. He returned to his bedroom, where Zhou Yanshao was lying on his back, his face pale.

Hearing footsteps, Zhou Yanshao opened his eyes: "Sleepy."

Li Bo helped the person lie down: "Go to sleep."

Zhou Yanshao wrapped one arm around Li Bo's waist, his knuckles trembling slightly.

Li Bo removed his hand from Zhou Yanshao's waist, grasped Zhou Yanshao's wrist, placed it on the edge of the bed, and sat down to keep him company: "I'll stay here with you. If you're sleepy, take a nap. If you're in pain, tell me."

"It doesn't hurt."

"Thank you." Li Bo's words came too suddenly, but they weren't abrupt. He had been holding them in his heart for a long time.

Just as Zhou Yanshao was about to say something to him, Li Bo interrupted, "I know, go to sleep."

Li Bo sat on the edge of the bed with Zhou Yanshao. He sat there until evening, and his back started to ache from sitting for so long. He got up and moved around a bit. His phone rang; it was Shu Lang calling. Li Bo went to the door to answer it. Shu Lang's voice was urgent on the other end: "President Bo… have you… returned to Beijing?"

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"Li Yao is here, looking for you."

"...Tell them I'm not at the company and will go to the Li family's house later."

Perhaps the situation was a bit tricky, because Shu Lang paused for two seconds before saying, "Okay."

Li Bo hung up the phone, and the housekeeper came up to call the two of them to dinner. Li Bo glanced at the time and realized it was dinnertime. He went back to the bedroom and called Zhou Yanshao to get up. Zhou Yanshao stirred, and Li Bo immediately pressed his hand down, saying, "Don't move."

Zhou Yanshao hummed in agreement and placed his other hand on Li Bo's waist.

Li Bo was still wearing the shirt that had been crumpled on the plane. His slender fingers slowly pulled the shirt out of his pants. When his fingers touched Li Bo, Li Bo let out a soft hum and his face flushed slightly.

Zhou Yanshao looked up, enjoying Li Bo's expression.

"Um..." The butler suddenly remembered something, turned back, saw this scene, coughed, "Mr. Bo, young master, the Wan family called. Master Wan wants you to come back to the mansion for dinner."

"Okay, I understand."

"Okay...okay..." The butler ran off quickly, realizing that Xizi Bay should prepare something.

After the housekeeper left, Zhou Yanshao pulled the man directly onto the bed and into his arms.

With his back to Zhou Yanshao's chest, Li Bo tried to support himself with his hands behind the blanket, but was afraid of touching Zhou Yanshao's wound, so he didn't dare to lower them. In the end, he could only gently place his hands on Zhou Yanshao's knees to maintain his balance.

From Zhou Yanshao's perspective, this gesture is very sexy.

Li Bo held Zhou Yanshao's leg and leaned forward. His already excellent waist-to-hip ratio was even more pronounced under the tight trousers.

This is no different from seduction.

Zhou Yanshao's hand rubbed Li Bo's waist hard.

Li Bo jolted awake and tried to leave, but his wrist was restrained, and he was flipped over and pinned down.

Li Bo stared in astonishment at Zhou Yanshao on top of him, about to speak, when Zhou Yanshao unbuttoned his trousers.

Li Bo dared not utter a single sound, or even open his mouth, for fear of making any inappropriate noise that might be taken as an invitation.

Zhou Yanshao watched Li Bo trying to hold back, his gaze following the ripped buttons of Li Bo's shirt downwards. "How long has it been since you did that?"

"..." Li Bo always refused to answer such questions, but his body gave a very direct answer.

Li Bo is very sensitive; two years ago, he could have easily confessed with a single touch.

Li Bo tried his best to remain rational, but his usually shrewd face had already turned to the side in distress, his gaze was unfocused, his hand was gripping the corner of the pillow, and his voice was hoarse: "Master Wan is still waiting for you to eat."

"If you know, then don't keep quiet about it."

"..." Li Bo said, changing the subject, "I have to go to the company in a bit, so I won't go to the Wan Mansion."

Li Bo probably wouldn't eat well at the Wan Mansion either, Zhou Yanshao agreed: "Okay."

Li Bo's thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he only called out Zhou Yanshao's name twice before confessing his entire identity. Zhou Yanshao lowered his head and smiled, then raised his hand, staring at Li Bo's lips, which were pursed until they bled, meaning: Open your mouth.

Li Bo remained still, but his head turned away more noticeably, revealing his reddened neck to Zhou Yanshao's eyes—this was his unwillingness.

Li Bo disliked himself quite a bit.

Zhou Yanshao stood up, found a shirt, and handed it to Li Bo, meaning he should wear this.

Li Bo rubbed his forehead as he stood up, meticulously putting on his shirt. In an instant, he transformed back into the sophisticated yet roguish CEO Bo, even though just a minute ago he was blushing, tilting his head, and his whole body was flushed pink.

Li Bo looked at Zhou Yanshao's hands. "Let me wash them for you."

Li Bo turned on the water and helped Zhou Yanshao wash his hands. Zhou Yanshao's hands were calloused from holding ski poles for many years. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have washed so quickly... Perhaps it was also because he hadn't vented for too long.

Li Bo wiped Zhou Yanshao's hands clean and reminded him, "Don't move your hands around."

Zhou Yanshao hummed in agreement, raised his hand to touch Li Bo's lips, and forcefully entered them. Seeing that Li Bo did not resist, he was satisfied and gently hugged him from behind: "You should have been more obedient a long time ago."

"I'll see you out."

"No need, it's cold outside."

After Zhou Yanshao left Xizi Bay, the butler smiled and set out chopsticks and a bowl for Li Bo. Li Bo ate a few bites and left Xizi Bay less than ten minutes after Zhou Yanshao left.

Li Bo went to the Li family's house.

The Li family home is now draped in white cloth, exuding a deathly atmosphere.

As soon as Li Bo's car arrived at the entrance, he was met with a cold shoulder. The butler frowned and led him into the ancestral hall. In front of the ancestral hall, Li Yao stood with a furious expression and fierce eyes, looking at Li Bo with a gaze that seemed to want to tear him apart.

Li Bo glanced at Li Cheng in the mourning hall and smiled slightly: "Father, it was you who brought me back to the Li family."

When Li Yao brought Li Bo back to the Li family, he didn't care whether the small and thin Li Bo could survive in this huge family.

Without Li Yao, Li Bo would still be in Guizhou, and would have gotten into a good university and lived his own life. But Li Yao treated his son like dirt in order to toughen him up, and now he demands that this dirt treat the Li family and its members as treasures.

This is neither fair nor realistic.

Li Yao, gripping the chair, trembled with anger: "How did you manage to get involved with the Zhou family! What a clever scheme!"