My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Zhou Yanshao watched the dashcam footage repeatedly throughout the night, which lasted for more than an hour. Finally, the computer screen stopped on a thin human figure.

Although the figure wasn't very clear because of the rain, he could still be sure that it was Li Bo.

Li Bo did not perish in that fire.

Li Bo didn't die. I received a message from him, but I never contacted him or even showed up again...

Zhou Yanshao's eyes were a little red. He lit a cigarette and slowly closed the laptop.

Wan Gong called and invited him to have dinner together at Wan Mansion.

At the dinner table, Zhou Yanshao remained silent.

Wan Gong roared angrily, "You're so unwilling to take some time to have a meal with me?"

"I'm not unwilling."

Looking at Zhou Yanshao, Wan Gong said, "Go look in the mirror yourself!"

Zhou Yanshao's face clearly showed his unhappiness.

When Wan Gonggang called the people over, this was the scene. Zhou Yanshao had just returned to Beijing last night. Besides himself, who else could offend him? Who else would dare to offend him?

Zhou Yanshao: "..."

Seeing that no one spoke, Wan Gong said again, "Alright, alright, come with me to evaluate a project tomorrow."

"Not interested."

Wan Gong was so angry his hands trembled: "I told you to stay in the capital, but you wouldn't listen. I asked you to come over for a meal, but you weren't happy. I asked you to come with me to evaluate a project, but you weren't interested! Are you trying to drive this old man crazy?"

"Calm down."

"..." Wan Gong ordered, "You have to go even if you're not interested! I'll personally come to Xizi Bay to invite you tomorrow morning."

Wan Gong wanted to build an outdoor ski resort, a huge investment, in order to keep Zhou Yanshao in the capital. The old man was getting on in years, and he wanted to use this hard work and toil—whether it was moral blackmail or pleading for sympathy—to get Zhou Yanshao to stay.

When Zhou Yanshao was training in Northern Europe, he never mentioned injuries or hardships.

They always only report good news and never bad news.

Wan Gong had watched Zhou Yanshao grow up, and he knew his grandson best.

When Zhou Yanshao took Wan Tongzhi's shares, he promised Wan Gong that he would stay in Beijing and won a gold medal. But for some reason, he suddenly went back on his word! He trained like crazy in Northern Europe for six years, only coming back once a year! He's also become less talkative!

How could Wan Gong not be worried?

Moreover, the entire group now formed by the merger of the Wan, Li, and Zhou families is managed by Wan Zhong alone. In the past two years, he has felt increasingly powerless and wants to keep Zhou Yanshao in the capital and gradually hand over power.

What do you think of Sun Shengyang?

"?"

"Shall we bring him to the Wan family's residence?"

"...???!"

That wicked grandson! He's really gone too far!

……

Li Bo began to familiarize himself with the materials and plans.

The general manager had a studio set aside for Li Bo, and the secretary sat at the workstation outside, bringing him tea or water when needed. The bidding presentation was tomorrow, and time was too tight; Li Bo hadn't even gone out for lunch, so the secretary bought him food and brought it upstairs.

In the evening, Li Bo took his laptop and went back to the hotel with his secretary after work. He was too tired from work to eat. He took a shower and was about to lie down when Ning Zhi called and said that it was the winter solstice and she wanted to take him out for dinner.

Li Bo was about to refuse.

The voice of Ning Zhi's mother came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Bo... we'll be downstairs at your hotel soon, have you eaten?"

Ning Zhi's parents had always treated Li Bo well, so he didn't refuse their invitation. However, Li Bo also invited his secretary along, and the group went to a nice Chinese restaurant.

During the meal, Ning's parents showed great concern for Li Bo, no longer calling him Yi'an as before. Ning Zhi sat next to him and whispered, "I told Mom and Dad that you changed your name."

Thank you.

Lin Yi'an is dead, and Li Bo no longer needs to live under that name. He used to have to use that name out of necessity, and in order not to implicate others, Li Bo never told Ning Zhi his real name. Even though he didn't like it, he asked Ning Zhi to call him "Yi'an".

Before the dishes were served, Ning's mother went to the restroom. Smiling, she said to Li Bo before leaving, "Little Bo, Auntie will add a local specialty dish for you."

"Auntie, no need, there's enough to eat."

"It's alright, you must be missing the food from your hometown!" Ning's mother walked out, and just as she closed the door, she suddenly bumped into a tall man: "Excuse me."

The man did not respond.

Ning's mother looked up and found that the other person was frowning and looking into the room, seemingly lost in thought.

Ning's mother looked at her suspiciously, her eyes wary: "What are you looking at? Do you know Xiao Zhi?"

"..." Zhou Yanshao didn't look away, his voice hoarse: "Is Li Bo inside?"

Ning's mother immediately softened her tone: "Oh... Xiao Bo, yes, are you his friend?"

"……Um."

Ning's mother warmly invited them in, even going so far as to open the door: "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

Zhou Yanshao pressed the doorknob, lowered his head, and pulled down the brim of his hat, saying, "No need, I have other things to do."

Before Ning's mother closed the door, Zhou Yanshao caught a glimpse of a figure that looked very much like Li Bo as he passed by. He stopped and looked inside. Li Bo was looking down, listening to a man speaking in his ear, a smile on his lips, looking quite pleased with himself.

Zhou Yanshao had met that man six years ago.

I had dinner with Li Bo.

He was sitting next to him at the time, and Li Bo even offered to take the man home in front of him.

Li Bo did not die; for the past five years, he has been with other men.

Zhou Yanshao turned and left, his back looking somewhat dejected. Ning's mother stood there for a while before going to the bathroom.