My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Li Bo said, "Today is the anniversary of my mother's passing."

December 10th was the day Li Bo's mother passed away.

Zhou Yanshao had heard that Li Bo's mother suffered from hysteria and had been insane for a long time. After she passed away, the Li family took Li Bo back. They often beat and scolded Li Bo. Even so, Li Bo still remembered that so-called mother very deeply.

Li Bo had never experienced family affection, so he could remember even the smallest good thing about someone for a very long time.

Li Bo has an excellent memory; he can always recall those good things and think about them repeatedly.

There are many things that Li Bo has not told Zhou Yanshao.

For example, the mother Li Bo mentioned was not the mistress of the Li family patriarch, nor the madwoman with hysteria from the Miao village.

That's why it's a secret.

……

Over the next few days, Li Bo took a break from work and spent two days with Zhou Yanshao on the Australian island, surfing, going out to sea to fish at dawn, watching the sunrise, and waiting for the sunset—a rare moment of leisure.

When the company called, Li Bo pushed the matter to General Manager Jiang. Instead of being angry, General Manager Jiang was overjoyed. He had been worried that Li Bo would not keep his word and was reluctant to hand over the management of Platinum Rui to him. After all, Li Bo had been personally attending meetings for the two days before he went abroad, saying that he would take care of many things, but it didn't seem to be the case.

Jiang Feng had given up a promising career, and if he were to be tricked like this, he would definitely confront Li Bo and expose him. However, he was a man of many experiences and could hold his temper. Li Bo delegated authority much faster than he had expected.

These past two days, Zhou Yanshao finally felt relieved.

He usually gets annoyed whenever he sees Li Bo working or attending meetings on his computer, especially when Shu Lang is on the other end of the phone.

In the evening, Li Bo and Zhou Yanshao took a walk on the nearby beach. As the sun set, Li Bo enjoyed the tranquility.

Zhou Yanshao turned his head to look at him: "Li Bo."

"Um?"

"Is Shulang better or am I better?"

"...?" Li Bo raised an eyebrow, seemingly keeping her in suspense, and instead of answering, asked, "Why are you asking that?"

"You hesitated?" Zhou Yanshao was furious. "What are you hesitating about? I've been so good to you, and it's not even as good as the two years he spent with you?"

"Tsk." Li Bo frowned. "We have a working relationship."

"oh."

Zhou Yanshao suddenly fell silent, seemingly angry about something. He quickened his pace, walking three or four meters ahead of Li Bo. Suddenly, he stopped, turned around, looked at Li Bo, and then walked angrily to Li Bo's side, grabbing Li Bo's hand and holding it tightly.

"Would it kill you to say something like that?" Zhou Yanshao said. "When we get back to the capital, I'll get you a new secretary, an older one."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Li Bo with a scrutinizing gaze, and said, "I'll get you an older one."

Li Bo laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid that people will be exhausted from following me around?"

"Respect the elderly and care for the young, so why can't you go to bed early and get up early like everyone else?"

"Okay, okay," Li Bo replied dismissively.

Back in Beijing, the Li family is busy with various matters, including the farce surrounding Zhihuai shares, which should also come to an end. Forget about going to bed early; I'd be lucky if my head even hits the pillow.

We walked quite far today. We could take a bus or a taxi back to the hotel from the beach, but with all the traffic now, it can take ten minutes to travel just 300 meters. By the time the car arrives, who knows how long it will take. It's faster to take the bus back.

The two waited at the bus stop for a while. When the bus arrived and the doors opened, it was packed with people. Li Bo grabbed the handrail and got on. He was jostled by the surging crowd and almost fell backward, but a large hand caught him by the waist.

Zhou Yanshao helped him onto the bus. The bus was full of people, and the crowd swayed as it started moving. The handrails on the buses in Australia were quite high, and Li Bo had some difficulty holding onto them. Zhou Yanshao put his hand on his waist and said, "Just hold on to me."

Zhou Yanshao had one arm around Li Bo's waist and the other hand gripping the handrail.

When the car reached the central street, Li Bo felt extremely dizzy and got out first. Zhou Yanshao helped him up, asking, "Are you dizzy?"

Li Bo's face was deathly pale, and he nodded.

Zhou Yanshao bought him a bottle of water: "Wait a bit, I'll carry you back."

"Need not."

Li Bo tilted his head back to drink water, and after a few minutes, he and Zhou Yanshao walked back to the hotel.

Zhou Yanshao's hand remained on Li Bo's arm the whole time. As the two approached the hotel, a black electric scooter sped out from the dark alley. The driver was wearing a baseball cap and a black mask, with a pair of sharp eyes peeking out from under the brim.

Under the streetlights, a chilling glint flashed as the other person, brandishing a dagger, charged towards Li Bo at incredible speed. It wasn't until the car was only two or three meters away from Li Bo that he noticed the dagger and recognized its owner—Li Cheng.

Li Bo's pupils trembled.

What's Li Cheng doing here?

The dagger was aimed at Li Bo's chest. At a distance of two or three meters, in a split second or two, a strong hand swiftly grabbed Li Cheng's wrist. The car's momentum propelled the dagger towards Li Bo's chest, stopping just short of the point of impact.

Zhou Yanshao gripped the dagger with his other hand.

Bright red blood dripped down the dagger and between the fingers.

Li Bo realized what was happening, "Zhou Yanshao!"

Zhou Yanshao gripped the dagger tightly, pulled the man off the car, and kicked him in the knee. The athlete's kick was incredibly powerful; Li Cheng felt like his bones were about to shatter. The pain caused him to release the dagger and curl up in pain.

The dagger was embedded in Zhou Yanshao's palm and did not immediately fall to the ground.

Li Bo went up to Zhou Yanshao and grasped his hand. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, Li Bo's eyes were filled with unprecedented panic. It was as if something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't say a word. Even breathing became difficult.

The bloody wound was right in front of him, like a thorn, deeply embedded in Li Bo's heart, twisting his flesh like vines. Guilt and fear took root and sprouted, eating away at his reason.

Zhou Yanshao calmly replied, "It's alright, it's alright..."

Li Bo took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Li Cheng was here, so the person he should ask most was Master Fei.

Li Bo dialed the ambulance number, then called Fei Ye: "Li Cheng is on Central Street; he injured Yan Shao."

Li Bo hung up the phone succinctly. Zhou Yanshao took off his coat and pressed it against the wound to stop the bleeding. Li Bo immediately came over to help.

Li Cheng rolled on the ground in pain. After Li Bo left, he looked at Zhou Yanshao and laughed, "I didn't expect Young Master Zhou and Li Bo to be so close. Well... he's your father's mistress. Following in his father's footsteps, the Zhou family has this kind of quirk!"

Li Bo's hand froze, and his expression darkened slightly.