My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Zhou Yanshao drove up Black Stone Mountain with the cash and placed it at a designated location, where there was surveillance and a mobile phone.

Just as Zhou Yanshao put down the cash, his phone rang: "Young Master Zhou is truly a sentimental man."

Where is Li Bo?

"Oh... in the cabin on the mountaintop, the fire should be burning by now," Li Yao said with a smile. "He's handcuffed to the bed right now, watching the fire burn and waiting to die... that must be a terrible feeling, right?"

"Is Young Master Zhou going to risk his life to save Li Bo, or is he going to collect Li Bo's body?"

On the other end of the phone, there was the roar of an airplane.

"Beep beep beep—"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yanshao saw the mountaintop shrouded in thick smoke. He immediately got into his car and drove up the mountain.

Zhou Yanshao desperately tried to save his lover.

Lying on the wooden plank, with his hands and feet bound by iron shackles, Li Bo felt the passage of time. He looked at the door and silently prayed that Zhou Yanshao would not come again.

Don't do anything foolish.

The flames burned intensely, and as the fire drew ever closer, Li Bo's entire back was soaked with sweat. His body ached, and the first place he felt pain was his knuckles adorned with the gold ring. Although the fire hadn't yet reached them, he felt a strange pain, followed by his knees, ribs, and other previously injured areas.

As the flames reached the edge of the bed, Li Bo closed his eyes. Thick smoke filled his lungs, and his throat and nasal passages felt blocked, making it difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, a dark figure walked against the firelight outside the wooden door.

"Li Bo!"

Zhou Yanshao squatted by the bed, trying to break the handcuffs for Li Bo.

Li Bo's pupils trembled; the thing he least wanted to happen had still happened before his eyes.

Li Bo struggled to open his eyes. He looked at Zhou Yanshao, who had a head of silver hair, and a bitter smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He forced out the words from his chest: "If you can't solve it, don't worry about me. Live your life well... forget about me."

Zhou Yanshao wouldn't listen to a word: "Don't speak, I'll take you out."

From Li Bo's perspective, the flames were practically burning against Zhou Yanshao's back; the beams of the wooden house were already glowing red-hot and looked like they could collapse at any moment...

"Zhou Yanshao!" Li Bo shouted angrily.

He wanted to get rid of Zhou Yanshao.

Thick smoke filled Li Bo's throat, preventing him from speaking much. He could only tell the person in front of him who had stayed in the fire for his sake in the sternest and coldest tone: Get out, and don't worry about me anymore.

Stop worrying about Li Bo...

"Li Bo, I won't leave. If we're going to die, we'll die here together."

Zhou Yanshao was determined to stick with Li Bo and not leave. Even if the two of them couldn't escape today, he would find Li Bo in his next life, follow Li Bo, and not make Li Bo wait for him.

Li Bo was unable to speak; his vision blurred, and tears welled up in his eyes.

As tears streamed down his face, his vision cleared a little. The scene before him was not much different from five years ago, but the image he had seen five years ago was a hallucination in the flames. Now, it was real.

Some people disregarded the danger and wanted to keep him alive, to bring him out of the fire.

Zhou Yanshao looked down at Li Bo's wrists, which were worn raw from trying to survive. He covered Li Bo's eyes with trembling hands. "Don't be afraid. I'll try to kick the wooden bed away."

Zhou Yanshao stood up and kicked the wooden bed repeatedly, while braving the flames to search for tools in the house, only to find a nail puller.

Zhou Yanshao kicked the bed in half and used a nail puller to smash the wooden bed, breaking the wood attached to the iron handcuffs. After breaking it in half, he broke the other half with his bare hands, afraid of hurting Li Bo.

Li Bo was still bound by chains on his hands and feet, with broken pieces of wood hanging from them, but at least he was free.

Zhou Yanshao carried Li Bo and rushed out of the sea of ​​fire.

On Zhou Yanshao's hands were the cold sweat and blood from Li Bo's back.

Zhou Yanshao carried Li Bo into the car. Before Li Bo lost consciousness, he raised his hand, looked at Zhou Yanshao, and ran his fingertips over Zhou Yanshao's worried face, smiling as he said, "Aren't you silly?"

Overjoyed at surviving the ordeal, Li Bo finally breathed a sigh of relief and fainted from exhaustion.

Zhou Yanshao took Li Bo to the hospital.

Li Bo inhaled thick smoke and suffered carbon monoxide poisoning, laryngeal edema, wrist abrasions, and a head injury. X-rays showed a mild concussion, and he needs to rest.

Zhou Yanshao finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing about Li Bo's situation.

Shu Lang and Wan Gong arrived.

Shu Lang entered the ward, and Wan Gong stood at the door, looking at the wound on Zhou Yanshao's palm. "What happened to you?!"

Wan Gong had no idea how Zhou Yanshao had brought Li Bo back.

He didn't even know how Zhou Yanshao knew the truth.

Before Wan Gong could finish speaking, Zhou Yanshao abruptly stopped him, going to treat his wounds without even glancing at Wan Gong.

Zhou Yanshao knew these things because Fei Ye told him.

While talking to Wan Gong, Shu Lang unlocked his phone in his pocket and called Fei Ye. Fei Ye learned everything and told Zhou Yanshao.

The bodyguards sent out by Wan Gong were stopped by Fei Ye.

Zhou Yanshao took the money and went up Black Stone Mountain.

After Zhou Yanshao finished bandaging, Shu Lang arrived and reported, "Li Yao originally wanted to leave by helicopter, but he was intercepted and has now been taken away by the police for interrogation."

"Um."

Zhou Yanshao frowned, looking as if he had something on his mind.

Shu Lang comforted him, "President Bo's condition isn't serious right now, so you don't need to worry so much."

"It's not that I'm worried."

"...?" Shu Lang didn't understand.

"I'm angry."

"???" Shu Lang was even more confused.

Why was Zhou Yanshao angry?

Only Li Bo, after waking up, knew that Zhou Yanshao was angry, angry that Li Bo had pushed him away again at a critical moment.

Li Bo was so angry that he didn't want to live anymore.