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

102: Chapter 12 AuctionLin Wan is the female protagonist. Su Bai, as her childhood fiancé, would typically be set up as a Villain or a stumbling block for the true child of destiny, according to conventional plotlines.

But if Mu Xue is also a female protagonist, then who would be the corresponding Villain in the storyline revolving around her?

It couldn’t possibly still be me, could it?

In a novel world, it’s impossible for all female protagonists’ antagonists to converge on one person. That Villain would be too much of a workaholic, which doesn’t conform to the law of conservation of energy.

Unless... this world is more complex than I thought, or there’s something fishy about the division of villainous duties.

Since Mu Xue is clearly enveloped by the female protagonist’s halo at this moment, then the corresponding protagonist...

Su Bai’s gaze involuntarily fell upon the stage once more, landing on the composed young man behind Mu Xue.

His appearance and demeanor somewhat fit the bill, but judging by his position and attire—though proper—it resembled more that of a capable attendant or bodyguard rather than the innate halo of a true Protagonist. And his current stance, entirely focused on Mu Xue, almost protective... it didn’t quite match the usual characteristic of a child of destiny, whose brilliance is hard to conceal even when being low-key.

Is he in disguise?

Or... is there someone else?

While Su Bai’s thoughts raced, Mu Xue on stage clearly noticed the undeniable gaze from the front row below.

Her steps paused imperceptibly for 0.1 seconds, and her fingers, holding the sandalwood tray, tightened slightly.

Her breathing seemed to halt for an instant, and something gently thumped in her chest.

But it was only for a moment. She quickly lowered her eyelids, her thick lashes concealing any potential turmoil in her eyes. When she looked up again, her face held the flawless, appropriate smile of Miss Nangong—reserved, elegant, with just the right amount of distance.

She steadily placed the sandalwood tray, holding the dazzling blood diamond, onto the specially arranged crystal display stand in the center of the auction stage.

The lights focused, and the blood diamond refracted mesmerizing brilliance, also illuminating her calm, unruffled profile.

”Now, distinguished guests, you may begin bidding!” The host’s voice was loud, filled with inciting enthusiasm.

With this announcement, the atmosphere below, which had previously maintained a superficial sense of restraint, instantly ignited, becoming lively and subtly tense.

Su Bai now fully understood—the object of this auction was far more than just that blood diamond.

The expensive gem was more like a magnificent bait, a public pre-selection for a son-in-law tailored for this newly prominent Young Miss of the Nangong Family, or rather, a test of the strength and intentions of young talents in A City and beyond.

The price was both money and attitude.

”Five hundred million.” Fang Mu, sitting beside Su Bai, was the first to raise his bidding paddle, his voice not loud, but clearly audible throughout the venue.

Is it expensive?

For a legendary blood diamond, this starting price is by no means outlandish.

Consider the famous Koh-i-Noor diamond on the British Royal Crown; rare treasures of similar caliber often symbolize pricelessness.

Five hundred million, here, might just be a polite and exploratory opening.

Fang Mu’s bid was like a drop of water in boiling oil, instantly triggering a more intense reaction.

Successive bids began to ring out, the price climbing steadily, each jump in numbers tugging at the nerves of many present. The air was thick with the tense intertwining of financial struggle and ambition.

Su Bai’s fingers tapped rhythmically and softly on his knee, unnoticed by others.

His gaze swept over the flashing bidding paddles, resting on the blood diamond on the stage, and then on Mu Xue beside it.

Finally, when the price had been pushed to an astonishing height and the frequency of bids in the hall began to subtly falter, Su Bai raised his hand.

His movement was casual, and his voice betrayed no emotion, silencing the entire auction hall:

”Twenty billion.”

”Hiss—”

Faint gasps came from all directions.

Fang Mu, sitting to Su Bai’s right, sharply turned his head, his face filled with unconcealed astonishment, even forgetting to maintain his usual composure.

Even Lin Wan to his left slightly turned her head, her gaze at Su Bai filled with confusion.

Twenty billion!

This was almost the total global revenue of Su Bai’s first blockbuster game for an entire year at its peak!

Although she knew the Su Family’s financial resources were unfathomable, to throw out such a sky-high price for a diamond in one go...

However, Su Bai always acted with a sense of propriety. In the past, Lin Wan thought he was wasting money, only to be proven wrong. So why this time?

Lin Wan’s gaze subconsciously shifted from Su Bai to the auction stage.

Coincidentally, Mu Xue’s gaze also seemed to casually sweep in that direction.

After more than two years, the two women who once had a brief interaction, in such an absurd and expensive setting, their gazes met for an instant across the dazzling lights and bustling air.

One stood high on the stage, radiant and striking;

The other sat below, cool and composed.

There were no sparks, only a deep-sea-like silence and an indescribable chasm.

Backstage, Mr. Nangong, watching everything on the front screen through the monitors, saw Su Bai’s bid, and a satisfied curve slowly appeared at the corner of his somewhat fierce mouth.

He subtly nodded to an assistant-like person beside him, a glint of successful calculation flashing in his eyes.

”Twenty-one billion.”

Just as everyone thought the matter was settled and no one would dare to openly contend with the Su Family, a slightly deep but exceptionally clear male voice came from a seat not far behind Su Bai and Lin Wan, breaking the brief silence.

Crazy?!

This was the first thought that lingered in many people’s minds at this moment.

In A City, to openly challenge the Young Master of the Su Family when it was clear he was determined to win, was no longer a simple bid, but almost an open provocation, or rather... courting death.

Look at Fang Mu beside Su Bai; after Su Bai made his bid, he unhesitatingly flipped his bidding paddle face down on his lap, clearly having completely given up the idea of competing.

The vast majority of people present, regardless of their family background, made a similar choice at this moment—there was no need, nor did they dare, to directly confront the Su Corporation in this setting.

Of course, there were also people who came from other places, for whom such a price would require a phone call for approval, but who was this person? How could he bid directly?

The casualness in Su Bai’s eyes completely faded. He didn’t immediately turn to find the source of the voice, but simply raised his volume slightly, announcing an even more astonishing number:

”Thirty billion.”

At this point, he finally turned his head to look at a young man sitting a few rows back.

However, the young man remained unmoved, seemingly not noticing Su Bai’s gaze, and said, ”Thirty-one billion.”