Lina had just finished her live stream, but the process was disastrous. No one stepped forward to help her. Everyone just stood by, watching her get humiliated. It was indeed a pitiful sight.
Meanwhile, Felicia didn't have to do anything during her livestream. She didn't need to pander to her viewers. Just sitting there was enough to earn her many gifts. It was understandable to feel jealous under such circumstances.
"The live stream is over, Anonymous. Can I log off now?" Felicia asked.
"Yeah. Go rest."
She had had a hard time that night.
After replying to her in the livestream, I sent Felicia a private message. "Get some rest. If anyone dares to bother you, let me know."
I was worried that some guys might approach her with unwanted advances because of her stream.
She replied with an adorable emoji. "Don't worry. I've already deleted all unnecessary contacts, so they won't be able to find me. Once the money is credited, I'll transfer it to you."
I chuckled. "Why would you send it to me? That money is meant for you. Just keep it for yourself."
"No way! That's way too much money!"
I understood her hesitation.
She would have kept it without a second thought if I had only given her a couple hundred. But transferring her hundreds of thousands, with her share being at least 20 to 30 thousand, was bound to make her feel uneasy. After all, this wasn't for her father's treatment anymore. It was purely for her.
In her entire life, even her parents had never given her such a large sum of money.
I explained patiently, "Felicia, you know my status and capabilities. This amount really isn't much to me. Just keep it, and don't stress about it. There will be more opportunities like this in the future. You need to get used to it, alright?"
Having a wealthy boyfriend might thrill materialistic people like Lina, who would jump at every chance to receive gifts. But it would only bring pressure and a sense of inferiority to someone like Felicia.
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