My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Li Bo laughed loudly, "Didn't I say I'd wait for you in Russia?"

"You used to never keep your word."

Li Bo patted Zhou Yanshao's head: "Change it now."

Zhou Yanshao didn't dodge, he just said "Oh".

Actually, Zhou Yanshao really dislikes being touched. Back in high school, after playing basketball, Zhou Yanshao was drinking water when a leaf drifted down and landed on his head. Li Bo reached out to pick it up, and Zhou Yanshao immediately sensed it, grabbing Li Bo's hand tightly, his brows furrowed, looking displeased: "What are you doing?"

Li Bo was also very clever. Occasionally, when he saw Zhou Yanshao sitting in a chair looking unhappy, he would first put his hand on Zhou Yanshao's shoulder, and then, while speaking, he would raise his hand to ruffle Zhou Yanshao's hair. Sometimes Zhou Yanshao would realize what was happening and stop him from touching him; other times, he would chat with Li Bo.

Li Bo is very good at diverting attention.

For example, if someone praises another person on the sports field, Zhou Yanshao will get impatient and argue with him.

Zhou Yanshao held Li Bo tightly, gently rubbing against Li Bo's neck, his lips and nose pressed against Li Bo's, repeatedly rubbing against his shirt.

Coach Andrew only realized something was wrong when he got closer.

If this keeps rubbing, we'll see red marks, right?

Li Bo withdrew his hand and gently patted Zhou Yanshao's shoulder: "Alright, it's lunchtime now, hurry up and eat something, or you'll have to wait until evening if the cafeteria stops serving food."

"oh."

Zhou Yanshao straightened up, pulled his suitcase, and got into Li Bo's car.

Coach Andrew: "?"

Wasn't it him who came to pick up Zhou Yanshao first?

Li Bochong stood there, while Coach Andrew, whose body was stiff, nodded and smiled: "I'll take everyone back to the sports village first."

"Um... be careful." Coach Andrew mumbled this in a daze, but on the way back, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

Have Yan Shao and Li Bo been getting too close this week?

Even between elders and juniors, this is too intimate.

In the car.

Zhou Yanshao touched Li Bo's hand: "So cold."

He took Li Bo's hand and put it inside his clothes to cover it.

Li Bo looked up and asked, "Is Master Wan sick?"

"without."

"So, you're going back to the capital...?"

Zhou Yanshao lowered his head, interrupting Li Bo: "Do you still want to go back to the capital in the future?"

"Me?" Li Bo smiled. "Actually, for me, working in Northern Europe and working in Beijing aren't that different. What about you? Are you planning to go back to Beijing?"

Do you want me to go back?

"Think about it... After all, Beijing is your home, and didn't you always say that Scandinavia is cold?"

"..." Zhou Yanshao was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is there anything you want to do?"

"Um?"

Zhou Yanshao's gaze was deep: "Li Bo, did you have any dreams when you were a child?"

"Dream?" Li Bo said with a smile, "It's a bit long ago. As for my career, I used to want to be a big boss. Actually, when I was a kid, I didn't understand what a big boss did. I just thought that having money would make life very good."

"And emotionally?"

"I want to get married soon and settle down."

However, that's no longer possible.

Li Bo is no longer young, and since he can't get married and register his marriage in China, he never expected that he would happen to fall in love with a man.

Li Bo added, "Right now, I'm satisfied with my career. As for our relationship, you just need to be obedient and listen to me."

Zhou Yanshao's eyes were deep. "I'll listen to you from now on."

Li Bo took the opportunity to pat his head: "Why did you suddenly ask that?"

"It's nothing."

Zhou Yanshao just felt particularly indebted to Li Bo, and he had to make it up to Li Bo, treat him even better, and give Li Bo's life back to Li Jianyue.

Li Bo twirled a strand of Zhou Yanshao's hair: "Why did you decide to dye it back?"

"like."

"It looks pretty good," Li Bo said with a smile.

"Mmm." Zhou Yanshao rested his head on Li Bo's shoulder and wrapped his arm around Li Bo's waist. "I won't be mean to you anymore."

"OK."

"Don't even think about getting rid of me."

"Won't."

Now, Li Bo will never shake off Zhou Yanshao again.

Zhou Yanshao held Li Bo tightly. At lunchtime in the athletes' village, Zhou Yanshao kept piling meat into Li Bo's bowl until it was almost full. Li Bo looked up at Zhou Yanshao and warned, "You eat yours, stop piling meat into my bowl."

"Oh, are you sure you want to finish this?"

"..." Li Bo looked at "this little bit" in the bowl and felt a headache coming on.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yanshao and Coach Andrew went to visit the athletes' village. Li Bo was not an athlete; he represented the investors in Huailai. There is a strict distinction between business people and athletes to prevent anyone from taking advantage of their profession to cross the line or abusing their power for personal gain.

In addition, athletes are frequently subject to random doping tests, so the two cannot live together and are separated by several buildings.

That evening, after dinner, Li Bo invited Zhou Yanshao to sit in a teahouse for a while. Zhou Yanshao wanted to lean on Li Bo, but Li Bo pressed down on Zhou Yanshao's hand: "Be mindful of your boundaries and keep your distance. Don't let anyone with ulterior motives take pictures; it would have a bad impact."

"oh."

Zhou Yanshao sat down opposite Li Bo, his gaze lingering on the ring on Li Bo's finger, which was a little loose.

Outside the tea room, many foreign businessmen who were curious about the tea ceremony but had no opportunity to interact with Li Bo came in and greeted him, "Mr. Bo."

Li Bo nodded in acknowledgment.

A white American man named Yorkry sat down next to Li Bo with a smile, raised his hand and leaned on Li Bo's shoulder: "There's a cocktail party tonight, would you do me the honor of coming?"

Li Bogang wanted to politely decline.

Zhou Yanshao interrupted, "I need to see him tonight."

Yorkry: "What is this...?"

Li Bo smiled and said, "Zhihuai's successor, my superior, I must excuse me tonight."

Yorkri showed no regret and laughed heartily: "A superior should also allow subordinates time to relax! I brought a few beauties with me this time. If you're interested, Mr. Bo, you must do me the honor of coming. I'll let you choose first."

Li Bo looked very expectant: "Great! Where do you live? I'll definitely come visit when I have time."

Zhou Yanshao: "…?"

Yorkry enthusiastically showed Li Bo his room.

Li Bo stood up: "I have things to do tonight, but I'll definitely come over tomorrow."

"Welcome, Mr. Bo. I'll call a few more people, and we'll definitely show you a lot of fun." Yorkry's tone was lewd, and he gave Li Bo's waist and hips a very meaningful look.

Zhou Yanshao's expression darkened.

A large hand landed on Li Bo's waist, pulling his lean waist closer to his chest. Then he stood behind Li Bo, blocking all of Yorkri's gaze. His large hand showed no intention of removing itself, sliding from Li Bo's waist along the seam of his trousers to Li Bo's back, but this was completely hidden.

Yorkri could deduce where Zhou Yanshao was touching by observing the movements of Zhou Yanshao's arms.

Yorkry raised an eyebrow, a gesture that was extremely possessive.

Zhou Yanshao glanced at Yorke with a cold face and a contemptuous look in his eyes. He stuck his tongue out at his cheek and made a mental note of this. "I know this place well. After the World Championships, I'll treat you to a good time."

Zhou Yanshao put his arm around Li Bo and they walked away.

He wished he could just pick her up and throw her on the bed to settle accounts.

How come Li Bo accepts invitations from just anyone?

Zhou Yanshao walked with his arm around Li Bo's waist the whole way. Fortunately, it was nighttime and visibility was poor, so they were not easily seen.

Zhou Yanshao gritted his teeth in anger: "Where do you live?"

Li Bo pointed to a location: "Top floor, suite, for one person."

In Zhou Yanshao's eyes, these words were no different from an invitation.