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

100: Chapter 10 The Lost Daughter of the Nangong FamilyThe crystal chandeliers refracted dazzling halos of light, their glow reflecting off the polished marble floor where well-dressed men and women mingled. The air was filled with a unique scent—a blend of high-end perfume, the aroma of wine, and the low hum of whispers.

Many guests had arrived, gathering in small groups that formed tiny social whirlpools.

”Miss Lin, it’s been a long time. You look even more radiant than before.” Several couples, appearing to be of high status, approached with wine glasses in hand, greeting Lin Wan with polite smiles.

Soon, their inquisitive gazes fell upon Su Bai, who stood beside Lin Wan. He possessed an extraordinary aura but a completely unfamiliar face.

”And this is...?”

Lin Wan shifted half a step to the side, ushering Su Bai forward. Her voice was clear and steady, neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for those nearby to hear: ”Su Bai, of the Su Corporation.”

The words ”Su Corporation” acted like an invisible freezing charm.

The expressions of those who had just been wearing relaxed, social smiles changed almost instantly.

The smiles remained on their faces, but the casualness in their eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by a more solemn appraisal and even a hint of respect.

One of them, reacting the fastest, immediately gave a slight nod. ”So it is Young Master Su! I have heard of your great name for a long time. It is an honor to finally meet you today. You are indeed a brilliant young talent with an extraordinary bearing!”

”Please excuse my lack of manners!”

”Young Master Su, it’s a pleasure to meet you!”

The tone of the small talk suddenly became enthusiastic yet cautious.

The name Su Bai spread through every corner of the banquet hall with startling speed.

Like a silent plague, or more accurately, like a magnet, it rapidly drew the surrounding gazes and footsteps.

Before long, a circle of people had unknowingly gathered around Su Bai and Lin Wan, who had originally been standing on the periphery.

Greetings filled with various intentions, tentative conversations, and subtle observations intertwined into an invisible web, placing Su Bai at the center of this small vanity fair.

As for Su Bai, he simply maintained his usual, slightly lazy expression, occasionally nodding or uttering a few brief syllables.

Lin Wan appeared much more at ease in such a glamorous setting of clinking glasses. She smiled, nodded, and engaged in brief pleasantries with an unhurried composure.

Clearly, she had experienced many such occasions over the past two years. She had long since shed her naivety, honing a sense of appropriate familiarity that belonged to this circle.

The voice of the master of ceremonies echoed throughout the hall via high-quality speakers: ”Thank you to all our distinguished guests for coming. Next, let us welcome tonight’s host with a warm round of applause—Mr. Nangong!”

The applause wasn’t particularly enthusiastic, but it was polite enough.

A man who looked to be over fifty, with hair already showing streaks of gray, slowly stepped out from behind the curtain.

He was of medium build, dressed in a well-tailored dark Tang suit. His face was not that of a kind elder as one might imagine; instead, he had slightly high brow bones, deep-set eyes, a straight nose, and a naturally downturned mouth. Combined, they gave him an air of natural authority, even carrying a faint, fierce aura of a self-made man who had risen from humble beginnings.

He scanned the audience calmly and did not speak immediately.

”The Nangong Family’s foundation overseas is mainly in high-end auctions and rare minerals. They have a lot of say in the channels for gemstone ores especially.”

Taking advantage of the fact that the formal speech had not yet begun, Lin Wan tilted her head slightly and quickly whispered the information she had gathered into Su Bai’s ear.

”Then why not stay overseas instead of coming to A City to stir things up?” Su Bai responded in a low voice as well, his gaze remaining on the imposing Head of the Nangong Family on stage.

At that moment, a quiet young man nearby suddenly leaned in and picked up the conversation, his tone suggesting he was sharing inside information. ”I heard that the daughter he lost in the country years ago has been found. On the surface, this auction is about business, but secretly, it’s also to ’legitimize’ this newly recognized young lady. It’s a sort of... grand and unique debut.”

Having said that, he turned to Su Bai with a friendly smile and extended his hand. ”Fang Mu. My family does some business in construction materials.”

”Su Bai.” Su Bai shook his hand and quickly sized him up.

Fang Mu appeared to be around his age, dressed appropriately, with lively eyes that hinted at a certain shrewdness. He didn’t seem to come from a top-tier family, but his information seemed very well-informed.

”Finding a lost daughter is a happy event, but what does that have to do with holding an auction? It’s not like he’s selling his daughter.” Su Bai followed the topic and directly voiced his doubt with simple, blunt logic.

Fang Mu laughed at this and leaned back slightly, lowering his voice even further with a ”you know what I mean” hint. ”As for the connection, there naturally is one. I’ve heard some rumors that the Nangong Family recently acquired a mine in Africa and dug up a top-quality blood diamond ore the size of a fist! Tonight’s grand finale item is likely to be that. Think about it—to build momentum for a long-lost daughter and use such a rare gem as a prize, wouldn’t the buzz and attention be instantly maximized? It’s a hundred times more effective than simply holding a press conference to announce the reunion.”

”The gimmick of a top-quality blood diamond itself is already enough. Why must it be tied to the daughter’s return? Aren’t they afraid of people gossiping, or... making people feel he values the profits from the gem more than family?”

Su Bai countered, feeling that this whole operation was a bit forced, even awkward.

Fang Mu didn’t respond immediately this time. He just gave a meaningful smile, his gaze seemingly drifting toward Lin Wan, who was listening quietly beside Su Bai. Then, he picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and said no more.

The unspoken meaning in that smile stirred something in Su Bai’s mind.

He stopped questioning and, using the motion of raising his glass as a cover, scanned the room once more.

Looking closely, he did indeed find something unusual—scanning the room, although the guests were well-dressed and had an air of elegance, their age group was surprisingly concentrated. They were almost all young people around their age, with only a few older individuals appearing as companions or assistants.

There were very few middle-aged or elderly faces of the actual power-holding generation.

This was getting interesting.

An important auction aimed at promoting the family and showcasing strength, yet the primary invitees were the younger generation?

The purpose seemed a bit too clear.

Su Bai casually took a small, delicate pastry from a waiter’s tray and popped it into his mouth, the sweet taste dissolving on his tongue.

Just then, the Head of the Nangong Family picked up the microphone.

To everyone’s surprise, he didn’t speak Chinese, but a string of fluent words with a foreign accent.

German.

Su Bai’s chewing paused, and his brow instinctively furrowed. He turned to Lin Wan. ”What’s he babbling about?”

Fang Mu, who had sharp ears, whispered in response, ”I didn’t catch it all, but it sounded like he said he missed his mother.”}],