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If it were so, her mere 10 points of rapport would probably vanish in an instant, maybe even going negative.

However, since she had mentioned it, he definitely had to seize the opportunity to make a small request.

Wu Wei sent her a private message, then typed in the public chat: "Host, check your PM."

Han Kexin promptly opened the private message and saw that he wanted her contact info, which made her hesitate.

She had heard before that some top-ranked patrons might privately ask to meet the host and then...well...

He wouldn't be thinking the same, would he?

But after all, he had sent her gifts worth more than four hundred thousand, and it was just contact info he was asking for. It would definitely be inappropriate not to give it.

At worst, she'd just have to play it by ear when the time came!

As long as she wasn't willing, he couldn't really do anything to her!

With that thought, Han Kexin sent over her phone number.

Still, she felt somewhat uneasy, so she mustered the courage to open her mouth and cautiously said, "Wu Wei, I misspoke just now, you aren't really going to make me...you know, right?"

When the host backed out of her earlier promise, the audience watching the livestream couldn't help but laugh:

"Haha, after throwing in over a 150 carnivals, the female host actually backed out."

"Feeling sorry for the top patron for three seconds."

"Look at me, big boss! Give me 150 carnivals, and not just answering one favor, I'm open to all offers!"

"This host isn't honest, clearly just said anything goes, doesn't keep her word!"

"With this kind of behavior, probably no one will send her gifts in the future!"

...

Han Kexin, seeing everyone's comments, couldn't help but feel both embarrassed and anxious.

She quickly explained, "No, it's not that I'm not keeping my word, it was just...I didn't mean it that way before."

Wu Wei didn't mind, knowing the young girl hadn't meant it that way at all.

And considering she's still inexperienced, she would definitely treasure her first time and wouldn't just hand it over recklessly.

However, this situation did present him with an opportunity to gain some favor.

So, Wu Wei said, "Don't worry, I didn't mean it that way."

Han Kexin, upon reading this, instantly sighed with relief.

Seems like she had worried too much, he had no such thoughts.

Such a relief!

[Han Kexin's rapport +15]

Seeing the system's notice, Wu Wei was pleasantly surprised.

This wave of rapport gained was awesome!

15 points!

That was the highest single increase yet!

But considering he had sent so many gifts before without any increase in rapport, it made sense.

It probably all accumulated and burst out now.

After Han Kexin breathed a sigh of relief, for some reason, a tinge of disappointment subtly emerged in her heart.

So, Wu Wei wasn't interested in her?

After all the gifts he had sent today, was it purely just to show up someone else?

I'm not bad-looking, am I?

These days everyone says I'm the most beautiful girl on campus, and I had a lot of male admirers in high school.

Am I really not attractive to him?

Women are sometimes strange creatures, both fearing your interest while not wanting to be overlooked.

Suppressing this weird emotion, Han Kexin sweetly smiled at the camera and said, "Thank you, Wu Wei, I knew you were a great guy!"

A great guy?

Wu Wei chuckled and teased by typing, "It's okay to put me in the friend zone, but I spent so much money on you, and you still sound so distant, huh?"

"Then...what should I call you?"

As Han Kexin heard this, her heart clenched and she couldn't help but blame herself for really not knowing how to speak, having just friend-zoned the top patron.

Fortunately, he wasn't holding it against her.

As for how she should address him, she had no clue whatsoever.

She really didn't know how to address someone who had gifted her more than four hundred thousand in presents.

If not "big brother," then what? "Uncle"?

But she didn't know, naturally the enthusiastic viewers taught her.

"Of course, you should call him 'husband'!"

"I think she should call him 'sugar daddy.' The host isn't that old, and the top donator must be at least in his thirties or forties. 'Sugar daddy' fits perfectly."

"Psh, 'sugar daddy' might as well call him 'daddy.' It's more thrilling!"

"Dude above, you're not right in the head, got any links to share?"

...

Han Kexin was made shy by the viewers' comments, her heartbeat accelerating continuously, wondering to herself, "What should I do, am I really going to call him that? That's just too embarrassing!"

Wu Wei, watching the young beauty's shy and timid demeanor, felt his heart involuntarily flutter.

He definitely wanted to hear her call him that. Just imagining it, he could tell it would be a wonderfully delightful feeling.

But now, the moment was clearly not ripe yet.

So he took a step back and compromised, "How about calling me 'good big brother' to start with?"

Good big brother?

Han Kexin, seeing Wu Wei's suggestion, felt relieved.

The nickname "good big brother," although still somewhat embarrassing, was more acceptable compared to what the viewers were suggesting.

She bit her lip, her eyes watery, shyly called out, "Good big brother..."

After speaking, she hurriedly covered her face with her hands.

"Very good!"

This tender and soft "good big brother" made Wu Wei feel as if his whole body had softened, filling him with immense and complete satisfaction!

He had never heard a girl call him that before in his life!

And especially not such a beautiful girl!

Being wealthy really is damn good!

Wu Wei began to enjoy the unequal relationship and status between the top donator and the host.

Seeing the young beauty covering her face shyly, he couldn't help but feel an urge to pin her down on the bed, forcing her to keep calling him "good big brother" and beg for mercy.

Wu Wei immediately made another request, "Sweet sister, dance for me again, will you?"

Han Kexin, peeking through her fingers, saw Wu Wei's comment and said with some difficulty, "But I don't know how to dance."

No sooner had she spoken than the audience members showed their displeasure.

"The donator gave so many gifts, you refused to give a peck; now you can't even dance?"

"If you don't know, just learn now. The 'window wiping' only has a few moves, how hard can it be?"

"Right, right, whoever mentioned 'window wiping,' 'big pendulum,' or 'playing the flute,' she can pick any to learn in a few minutes."

...

Han Kexin felt somewhat ashamed by what the viewers were saying.

Dancing was the most common request for a host and if she couldn't satisfy even this, it indeed wasn't good.

She looked at the dance names flooding the comment section, most of which she had never heard of, but if they were indeed that simple, she might as well learn a bit.

So she nodded and agreed, "Then I'll learn it right now."

Saying so, she picked up her phone, searched for the "window wiping" dance video, and stood up from the chair.

The previous live stream frame, due to the close-up shot, only showed her face and the area below her shoulders and collarbone.

Now that she had stood up, her upper body appeared in the frame all at once.

Her pleasing figure was also displayed for the first time in front of all the viewers.

The next second, the comment section went wild!

"Damn, that's a big surprise!"

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?"

"The host really hid this well!"

"This is the real university student!"

"Is this what they call 'fruitful results from a slender branch'?"

"Mommy, I'm hungry, I want milk!"

...