[Name]: Fei Fei
[Attitude]: Friendly, Level 1
[Evaluation]: Mildly favorable toward host
"Friendly Level 1?" Lu Yuan nearly questioned his vision. The woman who'd practically molested him on the dance floor showed less warmth than a vending machine.
Li Ke'er's profile deepened his bewilderment:
[Name]: Li Ke'er
[Attitude]: Neutral, Level 8
[Evaluation]: No longer considers host a stranger
"Neutral after letting me grope her?" Lu Yuan muttered.
Du Juan's data finalized the farce:
[Name]: Du Juan
[Attitude]: Neutral, Level 5
[Evaluation]: No significant connection with host
The cold metrics contrasted starkly with Cheng Xiao's blazing [Loyalty: Level 2] rating. These seasoned hunters had perfected the art of transactional intimacy, their honeyed words and heated touches worth precisely 0.5% of their tip expectations.
"Whores have no loyalty, actors no integrity," Lu Yuan murmured ancient wisdom, though his hands continued tracing Fei Fei's waistline out of muscle memory. The revelation liberated rather than angered - these were professionals executing their craft. Why resent sharks for swimming?
"Shall we adjourn?" His grip tightened on Fei Fei's hip, lips claiming hers with performative passion.
Three pairs of eyelashes fluttered in synchronized delight. Du Juan adjusted her glasses with clinical precision: "For group services, additional compensation..."
Cheng Xiao's interruption sliced through negotiations: "Can I...speak privately?"
The booth stilled.
Under Lu Yuan's nod, the youngest whispered her confession: "I'm...untouched." Her breath hitched. "Freshman at Beijing Film Academy. One month part-time here."
The system's virginity verification pulsed like a neon sign. In this den of experienced predators, he'd stumbled upon a unicorn.
"Ladies," Lu Yuan addressed the trio with newfound detachment, "the presidential suite at Waldorf awaits your rest." Their pouts and protestations unfolded like rehearsed theater - Li Ke'er's faux heartbreak, Fei Fei's jealous glare, Du Juan's wounded pride.
Only when Cheng Xiao impulsively planted a cherry-red lipstick stamp on his cheek did the system update:
[Name]: Cheng Xiao
[Age]: 19
[Attitude]: Loyalty, Level 2
[Evaluation]: Exceptionally favorable, low betrayal probability
The revelation crystallized her nature - not some master manipulator, but a guileless soul navigating decadence with alarming naivety. Her starry-eyed gaze held genuine affection, the kind that gets devoured whole in this concrete jungle.
"Sweet fool," Lu Yuan chuckled, wiping the lipstick smear. His thumb came away stained crimson, like evidence at a crime scene. The system's warning flashed - [High-Risk Emotional Investment Detected] - but for tonight, he'd indulge in this living anime fantasy.
As they exited through the service corridor, Cheng Xiao's laughter echoed with disarming purity. Behind them, three phones illuminated simultaneously:
Fei Fei: Code 7 - Client diverted by competition
Li Ke'er: Initiate damage control protocol
Du Juan: Update profile - Subject prioritizes novelty over experience
The night's real drama had just begun.