Transmigrating Into a Book, the Villain Becomes the White Moonlight!

21: Chapter 21 Lin Wan’s Subtle ChangesThat look was incredibly complex; the coldness and disgust of the past two months had faded, replaced by a sense of frustration at his lack of effort, and even a faint hint of... a plea.

Su Bai turned his head in surprise, sizing Lin Wan up as if she were a monster. Frowning, he blurted out, ”Did you take the wrong medicine?”

These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the tiny spark that had just begun to flicker in Lin Wan’s eyes.

”You’re the one who took the wrong medicine!” Lin Wan snapped, looking like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She glared fiercely at Su Bai before whipping her head away, leaving him with only the sight of the back of her head and her visibly trembling shoulders.

Foul-mouthed jerk!

Bastard!

Why can’t he ever say one nice thing to me!

She ranted frantically in her mind. The goodwill and expectation that had risen because he stood up for her were instantly shattered by his familiar sharp tongue.

However, this anger came quickly and left just as fast.

In its place, her mind uncontrollably replayed the scene from the track at noon—that guy, who usually found walking an extra step exhausting, actually finished a five-thousand-meter race and even beat a professional athlete from the school team?

This completely overturned her perception of Su Bai.

Moreover, whether he admitted it or not, the reason for the whole incident was ultimately that he was defending her...

This thought, which had inadvertently drifted into her mind, was like a pebble tossed into a lake, sending ripples through her heart.

It indeed caused a subtle shift in Lin Wan’s view of Su Bai, allowing her to see a hidden, unknown side beneath his lazy exterior.

But!

This definitely didn’t mean Su Bai wasn’t still that idle, philandering, foul-mouthed playboy!

One thing had nothing to do with the other!

Lin Wan firmly drew a line in her heart, though that boundary no longer seemed as indestructible as before.

The afternoon classes slipped away while Su Bai slept.

When the bell rang, he lazily lifted his head, rubbed his bleary eyes, and habitually took out his phone to check the time.

The screen lit up, showing a particularly conspicuous unread message—from Mu Xue.

”My phone screen is shattered. I’ve left it at the repair shop and won’t be able to get it until after school. Sorry.”

Su Bai looked at the message, his brow twitching imperceptibly.

Phone broken?

Heh... how insatiable.

He almost immediately interpreted this as a subtle request.

Was five thousand for one time not enough for her to spend?

Now she was using this method to hint that she needed money for a new phone?

To him, the intention was obvious enough.

However, Su Bai didn’t feel much of a stir in his heart; he even felt this was better.

This kind of transactional relationship, where everything was clearly priced and laid out on the table, actually made him feel at ease and relieved.

In his life philosophy, anything was fine as long as it didn’t involve troublesome emotions.

If it could be solved with money, and the other party was happy to measure things in money, that was perfect.

He casually sent a message to the butler, Uncle Fu, giving a few brief instructions, likely regarding the phone and the payment.

Then, he stuffed his phone back into his pocket, stood up, and as usual, left the classroom without saying a word to anyone.

He didn’t even say goodbye to me...

Lin Wan stared at Su Bai’s departing back, feeling strangely stifled.

Almost subconsciously, she stood up at the same time and headed out of the classroom, her steps carrying an urgency she hadn’t even noticed herself.

”Hey, did you see that?” Sitting in the back row, Little Fatty slowly packed his bag while nudging Zhou Feng with his elbow. He lowered his voice, his face lit with the excitement of discovering a secret.

”Our Class Monitor... seems to have something going on with Su Bai, right? Look, she’s following him out.”

Hearing this, Zhou Feng glanced at Little Fatty with a look that said ’you’re just noticing now?’ and shook his head helplessly. ”You only found out today? Is your reaction time long enough to wrap around the Earth?”

”Ah? Is it that obvious?” Little Fatty scratched his head, looking naive and curious.

”Isn’t it?” Zhou Feng analyzed it for him while briskly zipping up his backpack.

”Think about it. From the first day of school, Teacher Hu specifically arranged for them to be desk-mates. What are Lin Wan’s grades? She’s a top student in the grade! And Su Bai? Uh... aside from this race, in other aspects... you know. But after all this time, while the classroom seats have been shuffled round after round, why are the two of them still unmovable? Isn’t that strange?”

Little Fatty suddenly understood and nodded vigorously. ”Right! Why is that?”

He clearly still hadn’t figured out the key point.

In the past two months, Class Teacher Teacher Hu had indeed adjusted the classroom seating based on grades and classroom performance. Some students who couldn’t keep up were moved to the back row, an arrangement everyone tacitly understood.

Yet Lin Wan and Su Bai’s desk alone seemed welded in place, never having been touched.

”You, oh you,” Zhou Feng looked at Little Fatty’s dense expression and pointed at his own head in frustration. ”You really need to grow a brain sometimes and use it to think.”

Little Fatty felt a bit embarrassed and chuckled twice before quickly changing the subject, his face breaking into a flattering smile. ”Brother Feng, then... can you let me do Su Bai’s cleaning duty alone today? I promise to make it spotless!”

”In your dreams!” Zhou Feng refused flatly without mercy. ”The old rules: we do it together. When Brother Su transfers the money, we split it fifty-fifty, not a penny less!”

Are you kidding? One cleaning duty meant five thousand yuan in the pocket. Who would want to hog such a good thing?

No, who would want to give it up?

Over these two months, Zhou Feng had achieved a preliminary level of financial freedom through this part-time job, and his pocket money had become quite generous.

”Fine! Together it is!” Little Fatty didn’t dwell on it; as long as he could participate in splitting the money, he was very happy.

He briskly placed his bag on the desk and walked with great enthusiasm to the corner of the classroom. He picked up a broom and started cleaning efficiently, as if it weren’t labor at all.

”I made a group. Add me later, and we’ll do the work together next time,” Little Fatty said.

”Huh? What’s the number?” Zhou Feng responded.

”Seven zero seven,” Little Fatty started his self-made encryption mode.

”Five two five,” Little Fatty continued.

”And then? Why is it so complicated?” Zhou Feng asked.

”Can’t help it, they’re watching too closely.” Little Fatty looked helpless and added, ”Nine nine six~~~”

It’s encrypted, you can understand it, right?

At the school gate.

A black sedan was parked quietly by the roadside. Su Bai leaned lazily against the car door.

Uncle Fu took out a brand-new, unopened phone box from the passenger seat and handed it over. ”Young Master, the phone you asked for. Time was tight, so I bought the latest model at the specialty store up ahead.”

”Okay, as long as it works.” Su Bai took it and stuffed it into his pocket without even looking. He had no requirements for electronic models; it was just a tool to achieve a goal.

Uncle Fu smiled, his gaze inadvertently passing over Su Bai’s shoulder to see Lin Wan walking out of the school gate. He nodded politely. ”Miss Lin, good afternoon.”

”Hello, Uncle Fu.” Lin Wan walked to the car, greeted Uncle Fu obediently, and then let her gaze sweep seemingly unintentionally over Su Bai and the conspicuous phone box in his hand.