Lai Jiayi clenched her jaw and stared dagger at Tan Xinya, who was still talking with Zhao Yang.
The guy was also somehow responsive, triggering her to the bone.
[Yaya, I'm suspicious of this woman. Use my points and check her barometer, ] Lai Jiayi asked.
[On it, quack!] Yaya hurriedly checked the barometer after deducting the points from 840 to 830.
Seconds later, he was back from the system with the information Lai Jiayi needed.
[Tian Xinya's barometer is at 5%, quack!]
[Ah, 5%.] Lai Jiayi suddenly sighed in relief. [Only 5%, that's not much– ]
[But she only meets Zhao Yang once a week, a few hours on top of that, quack!] Yaya suddenly reminded the girl. [It means her progress is actually fast, quack!]
Lai Jiayi stiffened. She bit her lips and silently shook her head. [I know, but in the end, she only got 5% so far.] The girl tried to reassure herself.
