Cheng Yu caught a glimpse of amusement in my words, his eyes revealing a trace of a smile, "That must be quite a spectacle, husband and wife turning against each other, becoming sworn enemies."
I shook my head, disagreeing with his perspective; Mrs. Wu and Wu Cheng were not just an ordinary couple, "Young Master Cheng had better keep a close eye on Master Zhao. In case you go down, finding a new backer would be too damn troublesome."
Master Zhao was no pushover, holding sway in Guangzhou for so many years, it would take a hell lot of force to thoroughly crush an opponent.
Cheng Yu reached out and grabbed my chin, his tone cold, while his other arm wrapped around my waist, pulling our bodies together in an instant. I could feel the relentless heat emanating from him.
"Don't worry, I won't give you the chance to find someone else to lean on," Cheng Yu growled in my ear, seemingly not vengeful enough, he bit down fiercely.
