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

79: Chapter 79 Numbers from Overseas(It’s currently sophomore year—the age issue is unavoidable.)

But Su Bai knew very well: in this novel world where the entertainment industry, especially the gaming sector, was relatively barren, what he had brought over had been tested by the market in another dimension.

Success was inevitable; failure would be the surprise.

If it weren’t for his own enjoyment, he wouldn’t have bothered with all this.

However, this declaration, which sounded arrogant to Su Zheng’s ears, did not provoke the expected reprimand.

On the contrary, a glimmer of admiration appeared in Su Zheng’s eyes.

Confidence! Not blind arrogance, but a steady, resolute confidence based on absolute knowledge and control over what he had created!

My son has the potential of a Great Empe—

This brat really grew up a lot after a trip abroad.

This spirit and awareness were already fully qualified and even exceeded expectations, matching his status as the heir to the Su Family.

In the living room, the warm yellow light reflected off the curling steam of tea.

Lin Guohua and his wife Wang Xiu sat in the guest seats of honor, while Shang Hui accompanied them in conversation. Naturally, the topic turned to Su Bai, who had just returned to the country.

Seeing Su Bai emerge from the study, Lin Guohua spoke with a chuckle, ”Su Bai, such a big event as your return—have you called my Wanwan yet? That girl has been nagging about your time abroad quite a bit.”

”Not yet, I’ll call her right now,” Su Bai replied smoothly, a perfect smile on his face as he unlocked his phone screen while speaking.

In front of elders, one must always keep up appearances.

His fingertip quickly scrolled through the contact list. Nagging about me? How is that possible?

Did he have any contact with Lin Wan?

An answer automatically popped up in his mind: Almost none. Why ”almost”?

Because when he first went abroad, Lin Wan’s number had indeed lit up a few times on his silent overseas number, either with brief greetings or sharing some trivial campus news.

But he hadn’t replied once.

At first, it might have been due to the chaos and time difference, but later, it became a gradual drifting apart.

Over time, that name fell completely silent in the depths of his contact list, with no more new message notifications.

His finger finally stopped on that long-unseen number.

Su Bai paused for a moment and pressed the dial button. A long ”ring—ring—” came from the receiver.

After seven or eight rings, just as Su Bai thought no one would answer and was about to hang up, the call was suddenly cut off—the other party had hung up directly.

What does this mean?

Su Bai’s brow furrowed slightly.

Without hesitation, he redialed.

Meanwhile, in another part of City A, inside a private booth at the Yunjing Restaurant.

The door was pushed open, and Lin Wan walked in.

She wore a well-tailored light-colored dress that made her skin look even fairer. Her face held its usual cold expression, though there was a hint of faint weariness in her eyes from being invited on short notice.

As soon as she sat down, a girl with exquisite makeup handed her phone back, her tone filled with amusement and disdain. ”Wanwan, these scam calls are so unprofessional nowadays. They don’t even bother to disguise themselves, showing an overseas number directly. It rang twice and then stopped. It just called again.”

”Overseas?” Lin Wan’s hand, which was about to put down her bag, paused slightly as she subconsciously repeated the word.

Almost as the words left her mouth, the phone in her hand vibrated again. Flashing on the screen was that same unfamiliar number with an international area code.

”See, here it comes again, never-ending,” the girl curled her lip.

Sitting on Lin Wan’s other side, a well-dressed young man with a neat side-parted hairstyle leaned over. His tone was gentle but carried a sense of dominance. ”Lin Wan, ignore this harassment. Just blacklist it. The food is about to be served; let’s eat first.”

Ji Bochang, the organizer of this gathering.

”Exactly, Wanwan,” the girl from before—also Lin Wan’s best friend—affectionately took her arm. ”Young Master Ji organized this party specifically to celebrate your birthday. He spent so long picking this place and said he has a surprise for you. Let’s eat first!”

”Tsk, what happened to the surprise? Why did you just blurt it out!” Ji Bochang immediately put on a look of annoyance and glared at the girl, but when he turned to Lin Wan, his eyes were filled with undisguised joy.

Lin Wan’s brow furrowed even tighter. Her gaze swept over the slightly elaborate decorations in the booth and the smiling faces before her. Her voice carried a hint of displeasure at being kept in the dark. ”Didn’t you say it was just a simple classmate get-together?”

She had clearly been tricked into coming by her best friend under the pretext of a classmate reunion.

”Oh, it is a classmate reunion, but today also happens to be your birthday. A double celebration!”

The best friend laughed it off, forcefully pulling Lin Wan down to sit, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

Just then, the phone vibrating persistently in Lin Wan’s hand rang again, still from that overseas number.

The best friend was quick. Perhaps she felt this tactless call was ruining the mood, or perhaps she just wanted to show off. She actually reached out and pressed the answer button for Lin Wan, bringing the phone to her own mouth. With a hint of jest and provocation, she shouted into the receiver:

”Hello? Big brother on the other side, if you’re going to scam people, at least show some professional spirit. Don’t you know how to spoof a local number? Showing ’Overseas’ right away—who’s going to believe that! We’re celebrating a birthday here; we don’t have time to play with you!”

A few low chuckles broke out in the booth. Ji Bochang also smiled and shook his head, seemingly thinking it was just a harmless little interlude.

Everyone’s attention quickly returned to the birthday girl and Lin Wan. No one paid any more mind to the call that had been labeled a scam.

Only Lin Wan, as her best friend carelessly hung up and stuffed the phone back into her hand, tightened her grip slightly. Her gaze fell once more on the string of unfamiliar digits.

”Where’s Lin Wan?”

This voice made Lin Wan’s calm heart grow restless. Her eyelashes fluttered, and her cold gaze instantly focused, lighting up with a complex, hard-to-discern glint that she quickly suppressed.

Beside her, the girl who had just been so aggressive froze. She blinked awkwardly, looking at the phone and then at Lin Wan—she actually knew him?

The voice didn’t sound old. Who was it?

The girl inquired curiously with her eyes, but Lin Wan acted as if she hadn’t seen. She just stared fixedly at the overseas number on the screen, her lips pressed into a straight line.

She didn’t answer, nor did she hang up, allowing that familiar yet strange voice to linger briefly in the receiver before falling into the silence that precedes a busy signal.

This silent confrontation in itself conveyed a distinct attitude.

By what right?

This thought clearly flashed through Lin Wan’s mind.

More than two years, over seven hundred days and nights. Those messages she had sent that disappeared like stones in the ocean, the occasional attempts to call that were never answered... Every silent rejection was like a small piece of ice, building up in her heart.