My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Zhou Yanshao held Li Bo's chin in his hand, his rough palm covering half of Li Bo's face, while his other hand held a water glass, bringing it close to Li Bo's lips.

When Li Bo touched the water, he slightly parted his lips, and the gurgling sound of the water was very clear.

Zhou Yanshao loosened his grip on Li Bo's chin and placed his hand on Li Bo's neck. Li Bo was burning hot; he had pulled his tie too hard, and his skin was flushed. Most importantly, his vest and shirt were unbuttoned, and he was lying back in Zhou Yanshao's arms like that...

Zhou Yanshao's breathing became heavy.

Li Bo drank half a glass of water.

Zhou Yanshao put the cup back on the bedside table. The person in his arms showed no intention of turning over or getting away. The back of her head rested comfortably on Zhou Yanshao's chest, and her breathing gradually calmed down.

Zhou Yanshao pulled the blanket up. It started raining heavily outside the window. Li Bo moved slightly, and Zhou Yanshao stood up.

Li Bo leaned against a heavy object.

The shirt, which was already undone, was casually lifted up a bit, leaving only a layer between the waist and the heavy object, and the pants looked as if they might spill out at any moment.

Yan Shao's face darkened: "..."

He looked down at Li Bo.

Li Bo didn't react much, only feeling warm, her rosy lips shimmering faintly.

Zhou Yanshao stared intently at Li Bo's lips.

When I was with Li Bo before, he wasn't proactive at all.

I've never even spoken to him once! His mouth is so precious! It's hard to even initiate a kiss!

That's not all; they haven't even publicly acknowledged his existence.

When they arrived in Ningzhi, they even met his parents.

Ning Zhi and Zhou Yanshao had investigated and found that the two were childhood sweethearts who grew up together. In the past, when Li Bo was not getting enough to eat, Ning Zhi and the Ning family would bring him some food.

When Zhou Yanshao found out, he was heartbroken for a long time.

Li Bo is the kind of person who likes whoever treats him well.

Ning Zhi was good to him, but Li Bo only became close to him for personal gain, so he didn't hesitate to use him. When Ning Zhi was angry, Li Bo never comforted him, and sometimes he didn't even offer an explanation.

Zhou Yanshao grew increasingly agitated the more he thought about it.

Zhou Yanshao wished he could throw the person on his back onto the ground, not caring if they caught a cold.

Zhou Yanshao stared at Li Bo for a long time, and finally helped Li Bo lie down, covered him with a blanket, stood by the bed, and muttered, "He hasn't come to see me for five years, and you like him that much?"

Zhou Yanshao sent Li Bo a text message five years ago.

After investigating Ning Zhi, he sent Li Bo a text message: "I'm giving you a year. If he treats you badly, come back to me, or I can come to you."

Li Bo did not reply.

Zhou Yanshao waited quietly in Northern Europe.

The result was that the news of Li Bo's death arrived before the text message.

Five years later, Zhou Yanshao saw Li Bo again. Seeing Li Bo and Ning Zhi sitting together, chatting and laughing, how could he not understand anything?

Li Bo, fearing that he would implicate Ning Zhi, faked his death to escape.

With Li Bo already in this state, it's pointless for Zhou Yanshao to keep pestering him.

He was just a little sad and resentful, feeling that all his guilt and worry over the past five years had been wasted.

Zhou Yanshao closed the bedroom door quietly, but when he left the room, the door slammed shut loudly.

The house was very soundproof, and Li Bo was sleeping so soundly that he didn't hear a sound.

The next morning, Li Bo woke up with a terrible headache. He had drunk too quickly the night before; the liquor was strong and made him drunk very easily.

He lifted his eyelids and, seeing the surroundings clearly, was somewhat dazed, remaining stunned for a long time. He didn't remember much about what happened after he got drunk last night; he only knew that he was originally going to a hotel, and then suddenly wanted to go home. He had even forgotten that the rent for this place had long expired and it wasn't his home.

But I still came back in a daze.

He used to always remember to go home when he was drunk.

Li Bo didn't know how he got in; the security downstairs was quite tight.

Moreover, he remembered that this house was originally intended for him, but Li Bo thought about it and decided not to buy it. Strangely, five years later, the place was almost exactly the same as before, as if it had been deliberately preserved.

After regaining his senses, Li Bo took out his phone and called the landlord.

Li Bo has a very good memory; he still remembers the landlord's phone number.

The call was answered quickly, and the landlord spoke first: "Mr. Bo?"

"Um, I..."

The landlord interrupted, "When I came to clean the house last night, I found you passed out at the door, so I helped you inside. How did you drink so much? There are some medicines in the drawer; see if you can use them."

"Okay, thank you."

Li Bo paused for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Your house hasn't changed much."

Li Bo confiscated the house because he thought he wouldn't return alive from Northern Europe. Real estate was too difficult and troublesome, and he didn't want this house, which held his fond memories, to be divided up and auctioned off by the Li family.

Before leaving the capital, Li Bo tidied up his house, throwing away many things, including the voice recorder that used to record Zhou Yanshao's voice.

Li Bo will not leave anything about Zhou Yanshao.

These items are all "truths" and important evidence for Zhou Yanshao.

He didn't want Zhou Yanshao to know too much, nor did he want Zhou Yanshao to be sad for him.

Li Bo himself never expected that he would return alive from Northern Europe. Perhaps it was good luck, or perhaps it was sheer toughness; it no longer mattered.

After his phone shattered in Northern Europe, Li Bo lost all interest in life. Even after returning to Beijing, he was no different from a walking corpse.

This house, however, is special to Li Bo.

This feels like a home.

He had no place to call home in the capital, and Xizi Bay could never be his home, nor could the Li family. So he made this place his everything.

This house holds many happy memories.

Five years have passed, but the house is still decorated almost exactly the same as before, which is really strange.

Li Bo knew that there were many good schools in this area and that houses were easy to sell, so why hadn't they sold? And why hadn't the renovations been changed in the past five years?

Li Bo asked suspiciously, "This house wasn't sold?"

"Oh... this house was bought by someone who said he was your secretary."

"Your surname is Shu?"

"Oh right!" the landlord said. "He looked quite handsome. He gave me extra money to clean the house every week. I saw that he valued it, so I didn't leave the cleaning to an outsider."

Li Bo didn't say anything, just said, "Thank you."

Shu Lang was somewhat surprised that he left the house behind.

Li Bo hung up the phone, took a taxi back to the hotel, turned on his computer, and sent a short resignation letter to General Manager Liu.

Last night's celebration banquet turned out to be a really unsightly affair.

Li Bo knew that he couldn't stay at Dafeng any longer.

Li Bo has saved a considerable amount of money over the past two years. After quitting his job, and with the Lunar New Year approaching, Li Bo can finally relax and find a new job, or it doesn't matter if he doesn't look for one.

Firstly, Li Bo's material needs are not high.

Secondly, this trip back to the capital allowed him to see the person he wanted to see and learn that the other person had started a new life and was about to enter into marriage, just as he had hoped. Li Bo was genuinely happy for Zhou Yanshao, and it felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his heart, making him feel much lighter.

Furthermore, Li Bo felt that he had enough money to support himself for the rest of his life.

Five years ago, he lost his sense of taste after taking Uncle Zeng's medicine.

Li Bo knew that Zhi Huai had a traitor, and he also knew that Li Yao had drugged him. Despite his efforts to avoid it, fate had other plans, and he lost his sense of taste. He thought, perhaps it wasn't just his sense of taste.

It's hard to say when his days are numbered.

For the past five years, Li Bo has been unwilling to return to the capital, fearing that he might encounter Zhou Yanshao, and even more so, that he might die from poisoning in front of Zhou Yanshao.

Haicheng is far from Beijing; one is in the north, the other in the south; one is a first-tier city, the other a third-tier city. He changed his name and identity, so as long as Zhou Yanshao and Haicheng no longer meet, Zhou Yanshao will not be able to find him, and they will no longer have any contact.

Why is Li Bo avoiding Zhou Yanshao?

He knew Zhou Yanshao too well.

Zhou Yanshao is a very stubborn person. If he knew that Zhou Yanshao was sick, he would definitely wonder if there was a reason for his departure. In just a couple of days, he would be able to coax himself back to find Zhou Yanshao without caring about anything else.

Li Bo didn't want to let Wan Tongzhi down.

I don't want to keep Zhou Yanshao in check.

Zhou Yanshao finally got through it and finally accepted others.

Li Bo is all alone; he can live his life as he pleases. Why drag others down with him?