My father's inheritance is my mortal enemy.

Zhou Yanshao dropped Li Bo off at the hotel entrance. As soon as the car stopped, a Porsche pulled up behind it. Zhou Yanshao glanced at the rearview mirror, his brows furrowing slightly. He looked at Li Bo, who was unbuckling his seatbelt, locked the car door, and then reached out and grabbed Li Bo's chin.

Behind his wire-rimmed glasses, Li Bo's eyelashes fluttered. Looking at the face drawing ever closer, his thin lips parted slightly: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yanshao remained silent.

Li Bo grasped Zhou Yanshao's wrist, intending to let go of Zhou Yanshao's hand.

Zhou Yanshao was very strong. As the two forces clashed, Li Bo was at a disadvantage and simply gave up, leaning back slightly and pressing his entire body against the leather cushion.

He could feel Zhou Yanshao's gaze lingering on his lips, reminding him, "Zhou Yanshao, let go."

Zhou Yanshao's eyes were red: "Don't move..."

"I haven't moved, so please release your grip."

"Oh." Zhou Yanshao released his grip. Li Bo looked out the window, wanting to catch his breath, but as soon as he turned his head, a large hand blocked his view and turned his face back.

Li Bo: "?"

Zhou Yanshao watched the figure walk past the window and said, "Dinner wasn't good. Make it for me again tomorrow at noon."

"Okay, what would you like to eat for lunch tomorrow?"

"Anything is fine."

"I've made it and I'll bring it to you."

"no."

"..."

Zhou Yanshao said coldly, "You just don't want to do it."

He's always the one chasing after Li Bo. Li Bo rarely contacts him, and it's only for Ning Zhi's sake, yet he still cooks such perfunctory meals, not even tasting them. Before, when Li Bo was toying with his feelings for personal gain, at least he put on an act…

Zhou Yanshao still didn't unlock the car door, and drove away from the hotel entrance with a throttle. Just as Li Bo was about to ask, his phone rang. It was Ning Zhi calling. Li Bo didn't answer, and the screen stayed lit for a while.

Li Bo replied with a simple message.

Zhou Yanshao asked, "You changed your phone?"

"Yeah, my old phone broke."

"If it's broken, why not fix it?" They were thinking of just getting a new one.

"It can't be fixed."

Li Bo's two cell phones were both broken. One was smashed to pieces by Uncle Xiang's men, and the locator inside was gone, so it couldn't be found at all. The other cell phone was left behind in the fire.

It was still raining outside the car window. Zhou Yanshao didn't unlock the car door, but turned the steering wheel and drove to the entrance of a flower shop.

Zhou Yanshao got out of the car and held an umbrella for Li Bo. There was an invisible distance between them. Li Bo's other shoulder was covered with raindrops, and he didn't get too close to Zhou Yanshao, as if it was an instinctive way of keeping his distance.

In the car, he vaguely felt that Zhou Yanshao was about to kiss him, whether it was his imagination or not.

Li Bo was afraid that this would happen.

First, he didn't know how long he would live, or how many days he had left. Second, he had personally delivered Ruan Ge to Zhou Yanshao's side; the two were finally about to become a couple, and he shouldn't have shown up. Finally… Wan Tongzhi was the only elder who had truly cared about his feelings since his mother's death, and Li Bo couldn't let the Wan and Zhou families die out.

As for himself, it doesn't really matter.

Li Bo has experienced difficult and arduous days before.

No matter what happens now, it won't be worse than before.

He was just a little regretful that he and Zhou Yanshao almost didn't have a chance to be together.

Lost in thought, a hand suddenly landed on Li Bo's shoulder and put its arm around him: "Your shoulder is wet."

"Hmm? It's nothing," Li Bo said. "Take your hand away."

"..." Zhou Yanshao said sadly, "Oh, stand closer."

"Okay." Li Bo took a step closer to Zhou Yanshao.

The florist was almost closing time when he saw Zhou Yanshao arrive. He greeted him with a smile, "Young Master Zhou, you have time to come here?"

Zhou Yanshao closed his umbrella and placed it aside, saying lazily, "Hmm."

"Are you buying flowers?" The florist glanced at Li Bo behind Zhou Yanshao. "For a friend?"

Zhou Yanshao denied it: "No."

He said to Li Bo, "Help me choose flowers."

"Planted in Xizi Bay?"

"Um."

Li Bo went inside and browsed around the flower shop. "Orchids, please."

Li Bo remembered that Ruan Ge liked orchids.

The florist smiled and said, "Alright, the usual, shall I deliver it to Xizi Bay?"

Zhou Yanshao: "Hmm."

Li Bo: "Are there epiphyllum flowers?"

The florist said, "Epiphyllum isn't in season now. It needs to be kept indoors during winter, and the ideal temperature is above 10 degrees Celsius. If you need it, Young Master Zhou, I can have someone get it for you."

Li Bo glanced at Zhou Yanshao: "Let's add a night-blooming cereus."

"Hmm." Zhou Yanshao did not object.

The florist gave a price, including the orchids.

Li Bo paid the money: "When you deliver the flowers to Xizi Bay tomorrow, just put the epiphyllum in the corner. It's going to get colder recently, so let's keep the orchids indoors too. Tell the housekeeper about the care instructions."

"it is good."

After buying the flowers and leaving the florist, Li Bo gently coaxed, "Alright, don't be angry."

Zhou Yanshao lowered his head and opened his umbrella: "I'm not angry."

Li Bo stepped under the umbrella, and his phone rang again. It was Ning Zhi calling again. Just as Li Bo was about to hang up, Zhou Yanshao said, "You can answer it."

Zhou Yanshao particularly disliked Li Bo answering other men's phone calls in front of him. He used to dislike Shu Lang, and now he dislikes Ning Zhi.

Ning Zhi had made too many phone calls tonight, and Li Bo, fearing it might be an emergency, answered the phone: "Feed."

"Xiao Bo, where are you now?"

"Are you outside? Is something wrong?"

"I recently got a volunteer application for a legal education program, which lasts three weeks and takes place in Huzhen, a remote coastal village in Haicheng. I'd like to ask if you've been there before, and if there's anything I need to prepare?"

"My secretary has been to Huzhen. I'll have him make a list for you later."

"Okay, thanks." Ning Zhi reminded him, "It's been unusually cold in the capital lately, so be careful to keep warm and avoid catching a cold; you're not in good health."

"Okay, you too."

After exchanging pleasantries, Li Bo hung up the phone.

The streets here are very quiet, especially on rainy days. Zhou Yanshao overheard the gist of their conversation and was so engrossed that he didn't notice the road and stepped into a puddle.

The stains on the black and white sneakers were very obvious.

These shoes were a gift from Li Bo, and I've had them for many years.

Zhou Yanshao always cherished his clothes, afraid of getting them dirty, but now they're dirty.

Zhou Yanshao drove Li Bo back to his hotel. On the way, he asked Li Bo, "Who will take over the Dafeng project?"

"It's probably the planning director at Dafeng headquarters. I heard he's been sick recently, and there was also a family emergency. He's been on leave for a week now, but I reckon he'll be back soon."

Zhou Yanshao gripped the steering wheel tightly: "And what about you?"

"I'm going back to Haicheng."

Li Bo did not want to stay in the capital.