Since she wasn't online all the time, the Divine Stone—which had no idea what kind of flashy nonsense Ming Li had been looking at lately—felt like it was losing its mind.
Yet the person in question maintained an innocent facade as if she had never thought of anything at all, keeping up an exterior of friendliness and busyness every day.
Gradually, Weilin found himself growing somewhat accustomed to her compromises and indulgence toward him.
Chapter 52