I slowly rose to my feet, clenching my teeth tightly, not wanting to show any signs of distress in front of Cheng Yu.
I genuinely didn't want Cheng Yu and Gu Tingshen to come to blows, but it wasn't just about protecting Gu Tingshen's public image—Cheng Yu would also land into serious trouble if they fought.
But I didn't want to explain these unnecessary thoughts, even if I did, he might not even care.
"Mr. Cheng, does it matter to you whether I find a new backer or not?"
I stared intently into his eyes, seeking a clear answer.
Cheng Yu chuckled softly, leaned in closer, and grabbed my neck, squeezing slightly as a warning and said, "Stepmother, you really aren't being good. You've forgotten what I told you."
"You can't leave until I'm tired of you."
My mind went blank for a moment, and my eyes began to swell with tears. I thought that after all this time together, our relationship would have evolved.
