My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

"click"

The metal lighter clicked.

Li Bo's glasses reflected a warm light. His eyelashes trembled, he pinched the filter, turned his head, and exhaled a puff of smoke towards the window. As his Adam's apple bobbed, it touched Zhou Yanshao's hand, which was still in mid-air and had not yet withdrawn.

Li Bo's neck was slightly damp, traces of water droplets sliding down his face when he washed it, which, in the dim light, also looked like marks left by thin lips.

Zhou Yanshao withdrew his hand and rubbed his fingertips together.

Li Bo held a cigarette in one hand and touched his neck with the other, his fingertips tracing the spot he had just touched. His fair and slender hand had been rinsed with cold water for a long time, and his knuckles looked a little pink.

This scene looks so beautiful.

There were many people coming and going around. Zhou Yanshao looked back and took a step to the right. In the narrow passage, his tall body almost completely blocked Li Bo.

Neither of them spoke.

In the silence, Zhou Yanshao lit a cigarette with a "click".

Li Bo glanced at the cigarette in Zhou Yanshao's hand and spoke up, "Didn't you used to not smoke?"

Zhou Yanshao said coldly, "I've been smoking lately."

Li Bo hesitated for a moment, then took two deep drags on his cigarette and asked, "When are you planning to get married?"

"In a while."

"That's great," Li Bo smiled. "Congratulations."

"Um."

Zhou Yanshao didn't say a word more.

Li Bo thought it was normal; people should always keep some distance from their ex-boyfriends, no matter how long they dated, otherwise it would be unfair to their current partner. He and Zhou Yanshao were from completely different worlds, and it was much better for them to greet each other than to be hostile upon unexpectedly meeting.

Li Bo was quite content with this kind of relationship.

Li Bo quickly finished his cigarette, feeling that time had passed exceptionally fast.

He flicked the ash from his cigarette, stepped aside to avoid Zhou Yanshao, walked past him, took two steps, threw the cigarette into the trash can next to the sink, rinsed his hands, and prepared to go back.

"Li Jianyue," Zhou Yanshao called out to him.

"Um?"

Why this name?

Li Bo turned around and smiled at Zhou Yanshao: "It sounds good."

Li Bo left, but Zhou Yanshao remained in the same place.

He watched Li Bo's figure disappear into the corridor, then looked back down at the cigarette lying on the ground, unlit and held in his mouth for a long time. He bent down to pick it up, rubbing the filter with his fingertips.

Li Yi'an's name was included in the Li family genealogy. After Li Yao passed away, Li Bo lost his obsession. In addition, he was proud and power-hungry. He fell from his pedestal and lost all his power overnight. He was frustrated and unwilling to return to the capital.

Or is she trying to avoid him?

……

Li Bo returned to the private room, where General Manager Liu was toasting Mr. Wan. He pulled Li Bo to drink some as well. He had eaten a lot that night, so when the alcohol went down, he didn't feel that strong burning or pain. But Li Bo still didn't dare to drink too much, not wanting to show weakness in this kind of situation.

After a couple of drinks, Li Bo's secretary cleverly stepped in to stop him from drinking more.

He knew Li Bo had a bad stomach.

Wan Gong intentionally tried to get Li Bo drunk, but no matter how eloquently the secretary spoke, Li Bo couldn't accept it.

Wan Gong's wine was not something a branch office secretary could resist.

Li Bo smiled, poured himself a full glass, looked at Wan Gong, and raised his glass high: "It is thanks to Wan Gong's appreciation and trust that this cooperation has been made possible. With this glass, on behalf of Dafeng, I promise you that we will show you our utmost sincerity and let you see the best outdoor ski resort in Beijing."

Li Bo downed a glass of baijiu in one go, then poured himself a second glass.

The secretary hesitated, wanting to remind Li Bo not to drink too much.

Li Bo stepped aside to stop him, saying, "But I, Li Jianyue, have no great ambitions and little drive. Right now, I just want to leave the capital and settle down. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. This drink is my apology."

Li Bo downed his wine in one gulp again, and Wan Gong's expression darkened.

Everyone present held their breath.

General Manager Liu immediately stepped forward to stop her: "Jianyue, look at you... you've had too much to drink, haven't you? You can't drink baijiu so fast, it's very strong."

Li Bo's face flushed slightly, a physiological reaction unrelated to being drunk. This amount of alcohol wouldn't make him drunk. He pushed away President Liu's support and said with a smile, "I'm not drunk."

"A little alcohol gives us courage. Let's make things clear tonight to avoid any unpleasantness for everyone."

Mr. Liu's face was a little stiff. Out of Wan Gong's sight, he frantically winked at Li Bo: "Jian Yue, you've really had too much to drink... I'll have my assistant take you home."

Li Bo ignored it.

Wan Gong said with a dark face, "Let him continue."

Mr. Liu frowned deeply and dared not utter a sound.

Li Bo poured himself a third glass of wine: "I don't owe you anything. Your affairs, the Wan family's affairs, and... other matters, are beyond my ability to handle. Please seek other opportunities."

Li Bo drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

He had no interest in, nor did he despise, Zhou Yanshao. As for his ex-boyfriend and relationship, persuading Zhou Yanshao to stay in the capital was Wan Gong's business and the Wan family's business. Li Bo didn't want to get involved; he just wanted to leave the capital.

After three cups of wine, Li Bo's face quickly reacted, turning red and the veins on his forehead twitched slightly, making him look somewhat ferocious.

Drinking alcohol too quickly can damage your stomach.

Wan Gong snorted coldly and looked at President Liu: "Well said, 'Seeking a better job elsewhere'."

"Darfeng signed the contract in black and white. Now they want to break it?" Wan Gong raised an eyebrow, his tone icy: "I will have my legal team come to Darfeng tomorrow morning to discuss the termination of the contract."

Mr. Liu's face stiffened as he whispered to Li Bo, "Jian Yue, you're in charge of this project; it's stipulated in the contract. This collaboration is very important to Dafeng... It was wrong of me to act on my own initiative. Please consider it a favor to me."

General Manager Liu openly bowed to Li Bo in front of everyone. If Li Bo refused, he would definitely lose his job if he was blamed by his superiors. Even if he managed to keep it, if word got out about what happened tonight, how could he maintain his reputation as a manager?

Li Bo smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, you may not know me very well. My sense of morality is really not high."

In everyone's eyes, Li Bo is gentle and refined, a gentleman with good manners. Because of this, many people have a wrong impression of Li Bo, thinking that he is never someone to be bullied.

He once held a high position in the capital and climbed to the top. Such a person is definitely not soft-hearted or kind.

Li Bo is not soft-hearted, nor is he a person with a high sense of morality.

When Li Bo was taken away from the orphanage as a child, he thought he would have a happy and fulfilling family. Unexpectedly, the so-called happy family was destroyed. His adoptive parents disappeared overnight, and he was abandoned in a remote mountain village, where he played the role of another child.

He endured more than a decade of painful hiding, all for the sake of convincing the naturally suspicious Li Yao of his identity.

Li Bo never intended to become Zhou Huiyuan's tool from the very beginning.

All he wanted to do was escape.

He knew about the perilous situation of the Zhou family and the reason why Zhou Huiyuan had carefully nurtured him, but Li Bo refused to accept his fate and had no moral bottom line. He did not believe that he had to repay Zhou Huiyuan's kindness.

If it weren't for Zhou Huiyuan, he wouldn't be living this kind of life in the first place.

Li Bo realized long ago that in a place like the capital, conscience and morality were no different from the death penalty.

He wanted to live, so he couldn't be a virtuous person.

His usual refined and aloof demeanor is all an act. Li Bo is corrupt at heart, ruthless, and lacks a strong sense of morality. He cannot be coerced, and no one can force him to do anything he doesn't want to do.

Li Bo smiled and said, "I will send your resignation letter to your email tonight."