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

27: Chapter 27 Knowing a son is like a fatherA comatose father, a mother barely making ends meet as a caregiver, a poverty-stricken family, and... her, who possessed the beauty of a school beauty.

Hiss—

Su Bai subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air, and an absurd yet novel-cliché-fitting thought instantly popped into his head:

Is this... a fucking female protagonist template?

A major family tragedy, excellent personal qualities yet stuck in adversity, waiting for redemption...

”My head hurts.”

Su Bai pressed his temples hard, feeling that things were becoming increasingly complicated.

If Mu Xue really was a female protagonist in some sense, then the trouble he was involved in now might be far more than just campus rumors.

Seeing Su Bai like this, Mu Xue seemed to have caught her last saving straw.

Gathering her courage, she slid off the sofa and almost lunged to Su Bai’s side, tightly grabbing his arm. Lifting her tear-streaked face, she pleaded mournfully, ”Su Bai... I know I shouldn’t trouble you, but... please, help me. Only you can help me now...”

Her voice was filled with despair.

”Am I not trying to find a way right now!” Su Bai shook off her hand somewhat impatiently, but the irritation in his tone wasn’t entirely directed at her.

He lowered his hand from rubbing his temples and scrutinized the girl crying like a pear blossom in the rain once more.

No, that shouldn’t be it.

He quickly dismissed his previous suspicion.

A proper female protagonist, no matter how poor or miserable, would still maintain her bottom line and integrity.

How could someone with this kind of characterization be a female protagonist?

Thinking of this, Su Bai steadied himself a bit.

He stood up, walked to the suite’s door, and began making arrangements, his tone regaining its usual orderliness:

”Listen, you stay here for the next couple of days; don’t go anywhere. The seventh floor has a 24-hour buffet restaurant. You can also call for room service directly; the menu is by the phone, and they’ll bring it up. There’s also a gym and a swimming pool in the hotel; you can go if you want.”

He paused, looking at Mu Xue’s still dazed and helpless face, and added the most crucial sentence:

”All of this is free.”

He knew that Mu Xue didn’t originally go straight home after school; she used to work part-time in various places, and lately, she had been waiting for him at the hotel.

Letting her hide here for now would allow her to avoid the crowds after school hours and minimize the risk of being discovered.

”Wait for news from me here. I’ll resolve this matter.” He took one last look at Mu Xue, opened the door, and walked out.

Su Bai didn’t return to the school where a massive uproar had already broken out. Instead, he had Uncle Fu drive him directly to his father Su Zheng’s corporate headquarters.

He took the elevator straight to the top floor without any obstacles. Standing before the heavy door of the chairman’s office, he paused unusually, cleared his throat, adjusted his expression, and then pushed the door open, poking half his head in with an intentionally well-behaved tone:

”Dad?”

When in doubt, find your old man. This was one of the simplest and most crude survival rules Su Bai had learned in this novel world after transmigrating.

Su Zheng was sitting behind a large desk reviewing documents. He looked up at the sound and saw his son’s sneaky appearance, clearly having something on his mind. Without even twitching an eyebrow, he said knowingly, ”Caused trouble?”

”Uh... well, not entirely.”

Su Bai pursed his lips and slipped inside, carefully closing the office door behind him. Then, he sat properly in the chair opposite Su Zheng, hands on his knees like an elementary student waiting for a teacher’s lecture.

”If you didn’t cause trouble, why are you here instead of being in class at this hour?” Su Zheng clearly didn’t believe his nonsense. He put down his gold pen, pushed the documents aside, leaned back slightly, and looked at him with piercing eyes. ”Just say it, what is it?”

”Hehe, no one knows a son better than his father.” Su Bai tried to ease the atmosphere with flattery.

”Drop that act,” Su Zheng interrupted bluntly, knowing his son’s character like the back of his hand. ”If nothing was wrong, you’d never step foot in the company, let alone speak to me in this tone. Get straight to the point.”

”Ahem,”

Su Bai coughed twice more. Realizing he couldn’t hide it, he laid out everything about Mu Xue, including the leaked chat records, the fermentation on the Campus Network, and Mu Xue’s comatose father and difficult family situation.

He didn’t hide much; after all, how could his all-powerful father not know about his romantic escapades outside?

”I’ve told you long ago to settle down,” Su Zheng lectured out of habit after listening, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness.

”I promise it’s the last time!” Su Bai immediately declared, though even he didn’t believe his own words.

Actually, from a purely self-interested perspective, Su Bai didn’t need to go to such lengths.

The exposure of Mu Xue’s situation had limited impact on Su Bai’s reputation; at most, it would just be some more romantic gossip, which might even be seen as a sign of capability by some in this circle.

He could have easily given it the cold treatment, waited for the storm to pass, or simply given Mu Xue a sum of money to transfer schools and be done with it.

But for some reason, a trace of compassion really did arise in Su Bai’s heart.

Perhaps it was because of Mu Xue’s obedience and persistence over the past two months, or perhaps because of their unexpected chemistry in that regard—yes, it wasn’t about vague things like personality or looks, but the most primal physical compatibility.

Su Bai was truly a bit reluctant to give up such a worry-free and convenient partner for nothing.

Of course, this reluctance was probably only a tiny bit, the kind where he’d solve it if it were convenient but would drop it if it weren’t.

”Just for this?”

After listening to his son’s narration, Su Zheng’s face showed no ripples of emotion; he just leaned back slightly against the comfortable leather executive chair.

”Uh...” Su Bai was taken aback by his father’s reaction.

Clearly, in the eyes of a big shot of Su Zheng’s caliber, this kind of scandalous affair wasn’t something that needed to be discussed seriously at all.

”How did I teach you?” Su Zheng looked at his son, his tone tinged with disappointment. ”When encountering a problem, first think of the core conflict, then resource exchange, and finally, rule utilization. Have you learned nothing? All you know is to go head-to-head or fly around like a headless fly?”

Su Bai felt a bit sheepish being scolded. ”Wasn’t I... just in a hurry and my brain didn’t switch over? Please advise me, Father.”

He wore a fawning smile, his body unconsciously leaning forward.

With his standard novel Villain second-generation rich kid setup, if he didn’t have a family to back him up and spoil him infinitely, how could he smoothly grow into a brainless Villain who provides experience points for the Protagonist later on?

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