《Cash Rules Everything: My Infinite Wallet》

Three rounds of drinks later, crimson hues bloomed across the four women's cheeks, their gazes turning hazy with intoxication. Lu Yuan's pulse quickened at the sight.

"Brother Lu," Fei Fei purred, pressing herself against his arm, "let's not just drink. Dance with me?"

Her warmth seeped through his shirt sleeve as they swayed toward the pulsating dance floor.

The bassline's primal rhythm - 857, 857, 857 - became their shared heartbeat. Though inexperienced in club etiquette, Lu Yuan moved with the confidence of unlimited wealth, allowing Fei Fei to twine around him like living satin. Her arms looped around his neck as she executed sinuous movements that defied anatomical logic.

Just as their chemistry peaked, scorching heat pressed against Lu Yuan's back. "Brother Lu," Li Ke'er's voice dripped honeyed venom into his ear, "shouldn't good things be shared?"

Turning, he met her smoldering gaze. "Why not all dance together?"

Hands found purchase on Li Ke'er's fishnet-clad hips as Fei Fei shot daggers across his shoulder. The supposed sisterhood between the women evaporated like spilled vodka on hot glass.

Du Juan and Cheng Xiao soon joined the fray, transforming their dance circle into a rotating harem. Four distinct perfumes warred for dominance - Fei Fei's opulent jasmine, Li Ke'er's spicy amber, Du Juan's crisp vetiver, Cheng Xiao's innocent cotton blossom.

For sixty electric minutes, Lu Yuan became the axis around which their universe spun. Only when his dress shirt clung to his back with perspiration did they retreat to the VIP booth.

"Brother Lu's stamina..." Fei Fei traced circles on his forearm, her lips brushing his earlobe, "...must translate well to other activities."

His body responded predictably. "You'll have opportunities to test that theory."

Her pout formed instantly. "Why wait?" The unspoken bathroom invitation hung between them.

Lu Yuan's hesitation stemmed not from prudishness, but survival instinct. His gaze drifted to Cheng Xiao's guileless smile. How clean was this banquet spread before him?

A discreet WeChat to Fu Yan brought clarification:

Fei Fei, Li Ke'er, Du Juan - monthly health checks. Cheng Xiao - new recruit, unverified.

The system interface materialized at his mental command:

[Name]: Cheng Xiao

[Age]: 19

[Physique]: 42

[Strength]: 43

[Spirit]: 47

[Intelligence]: 51

[Attitude]: Intimacy Level 8

[Evaluation]: Exceptionally favorable toward host

Shock rippled through Lu Yuan. This living anime character with her youthfully innocent face and volcanic physique genuinely liked him? In this den of transactional desires?

Cross-checking the others revealed colder truths:

Fei Fei: [Attitude]: Transactional (Level 5)

Li Ke'er: [Attitude]: Competitive (Level 4)

Du Juan: [Attitude]: Professional (Level 3)

The revelation crystallized his choice. Rising abruptly, Lu Yuan extended a hand toward Cheng Xiao. "Walk with me."

Her eyes widened like a startled fawn's. "Just...just us?"

The trio of seasoned hunters froze mid-sip, champagne bubbles popping in the sudden silence.

"Just us," Lu Yuan confirmed, leading his chosen quarry through the jeering crowd. Behind them, three phones lit up with furious typing - damage control already underway in their shadow economy.

At the club's emergency exit, Cheng Xiao's nervous giggle escaped. "Brother Lu, I...I haven't actually..."

His Insight activated instinctively:

[Truth Detection]: Virginity status confirmed.

The system's verdict stunned him more than any champagne revelation. In this den of decadence, he'd somehow found the last unicorn.

"Let's get some air," Lu Yuan redirected, abandoning original intentions. The night had just taken an unexpected narrative turn.