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

65: Chapter 65 A WeChat Moments Post”Alright, get some rest early, don’t write too late!” Her mother, Wang Xiu’s, gentle voice came through.

Receiving a response, Lin Wan quickly returned to her room and gently closed the door.

Lin Guohua listened to his daughter’s light footsteps disappear upstairs, then stood up, walked to the kitchen doorway, leaned against the doorframe, and smiled at his wife, Wang Xiu, who was tidying up: ”It’s rare to see Wanwan come back so... um, radiant. It seems Su Bai arranged this birthday well; he’s quite good at charming people.”

Wang Xiu wiped her hands, turned to look at her husband, a smile in her eyes, but also a hint of caution: ”I think you’ve already started seeing Su Bai as our son-in-law. It’s too early to be so certain.”

Despite her words, her face showed contentment.

As a mother, it was always heartwarming to see her daughter so genuinely relaxed and happy, a rare sight.

”I’m just giving an objective evaluation,” Lin Guohua waved his hand, his tone firm.

”Su Bai, this child, his ability, family background, and character seem impeccable so far. Most importantly, Wanwan herself... look at her tonight.”

He gestured upstairs, ”As long as Wanwan doesn’t do anything too outrageous or embarrassing for the Su Family, their marriage is basically set in stone.”

Wang Xiu nodded, then softly sighed: ”That’s true. Su Bai is indeed excellent. The number of times I’ve heard you praise him recently is more than you’ve praised your own company’s projects. But sometimes, being too excellent makes me a little worried... Our Wanwan’s temperament can be a bit aloof, and with the Su Family’s environment, and Su Bai’s own demonstrated abilities... the temptations and complex situations they’ll face in the future will certainly not be few. I’m afraid Wanwan might suffer, or that their relationship might be unstable.”

This was the contradictory psychology of parents: if the other party was inferior, they felt they weren’t good enough for their child;

If the other party was too good, they worried their child couldn’t handle it and would suffer grievances in the future.

Lin Guohua walked over, put his arm around his wife’s shoulder, and comforted her: ”Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes. I think Su Bai, though sometimes appearing lazy, has a sense of responsibility for important matters and isn’t bad-hearted. As long as our Wanwan is sincere, and they spend time together, their feelings will naturally deepen. As for other things... we’re still here, and Su Zheng is watching over them. Don’t worry.”

Late at night, silent ripples

On this day, Lin Wan made a move completely unlike her usual aloof image.

She, for the first time ever, updated her Moments with a carefully curated nine-grid photo collage. Eight of the photos, whether distant or close, clear or as background, all captured Su Bai’s figure—him leaning lazily on a chair, his casual profile as he raised a glass, even his slightly helpless expression when Zhou Feng pulled him aside to talk.

And in the very center, the most prominent position, was a close-up: the cake adorned with bright fruits, with a small red heart in the middle.

The caption was simple, yet contained all her lighthearted feelings at the moment: ”Best birthday.”

She clicked send. She could almost imagine the ripples this post would cause among their mutual classmates.

If it were before, Lin Wan would never have wanted others to know about her relationship with Su Bai, especially the arranged marriage aspect.

But now, Lin Wan felt it was better for people to know, as it meant Su Bai was taken, saving her from others coveting him.

Unbeknownst to her, Lin Wan’s mindset had already done a complete 180-degree turn, but Su Bai, the person involved, was completely unaware.

Lin Wan put down her phone, then immediately picked it up again, opening the chat window that had almost never had a conversation—Su Bai.

For a whole year, this chat box, apart from the system’s own ’add friend’ prompt, was empty, with only a few dry, brief exchanges about homework or school matters.

And in another corner of the city, almost at the same moment, Mu Xue, who was about to go to sleep, habitually picked up her phone in the dark, her fingertips sliding across the screen.

Two girls, in different spaces, simultaneously turned their gaze to the digital traces related to the same boy.

Unlike Lin Wan’s almost blank chat history, Mu Xue’s dialogue box with Su Bai had far more messages.

Though most were trivial, transactional exchanges: ”What time are you arriving?”

”Arrived.”

”Where should I put the stuff?”

”Okay.”

...Occasionally interspersed with Mu Xue’s cautious concern: ”It’s getting colder today.”

And his concise reply: ”Mm.”

These records were her carefully cherished, humble proof of her connection to him.

However, as she unconsciously scrolled up and down as usual, her gaze was caught by a new notification in Moments.

She tapped on it.

The next second, Mu Xue jolted upright from her bed as if struck by an electric current, all sleepiness gone.

The light from her phone screen illuminated her suddenly pale face and wide eyes.

Lin Wan’s Moments. Photos. Cake. Caption.

”Best birthday.”

”Su Bai...” she murmured, her heart feeling as if squeezed by an invisible hand, making it difficult to breathe.

The familiar cake in the photo was the very one she had carefully drawn a heart on this afternoon and asked Lin Wan to deliver!

Lin Wan... is Su Bai’s girlfriend?

Is that why Su Bai gave her the cake?

So Su Bai didn’t come to school today because he went to celebrate Lin Wan’s birthday?

She... actually asked Su Bai’s official girlfriend to deliver the cake she personally made, a cake containing her secret feelings, to Su Bai?

Mu Xue vaguely knew a little about the business and charity interactions between Lin Wan’s and Su Bai’s families, but it was all very blurry to her. She had never dared to delve into the existence of other important women in Su Bai’s private life.

Su Bai had indeed said he didn’t have a girlfriend, and she had always interpreted that as a kind of promise or reassurance regarding her status as his benefactor.

But now, the evidence was undeniable.

For a moment, it was hard to distinguish whether it was sadness or jealousy, or a sense of being deceived and ignored; several sharp emotions intertwined.

She felt a burning shame.

Trembling, she kept zooming in on the close-up of the cake Lin Wan posted, enlarging it again and again.

That red heart now looked so glaring, as if mocking her unrequited affection, yet it also looked strangely off.

She suddenly realized an even more crucial question: Su Bai didn’t know the exact appearance of this cake!

She had only told him it was a regular cake from a dessert shop and had never sent a photo.

So why would Lin Wan so confidently and happily display this cake as a gift from Su Bai?

There was only one answer: Lin Wan herself had misunderstood!

She received the cake and naturally assumed it was a surprise Su Bai had prepared for her birthday!