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

103: Chapter 13 A Familiar FeelingSu Bai’s gaze swept past the bustling crowd and flashing bidding paddles, locking onto the man who was bidding against him.

He didn’t look old, probably twenty-seven or twenty-eight, dressed in a well-fitted suit, and his appearance was decent enough. However, his demeanor lacked the ingrained arrogance or composure of a top scion; instead, it subtly revealed a deliberate tension.

A stranger.

He slightly tilted his head and quietly asked Lin Wan beside him, “Do you know him?”

Lin Wan scrutinized him, then shook her head, her eyes showing the same confusion.

Fang Mu, sitting on the other side, also turned to look, frowning slightly as he muttered, “This person... where did he come from? He looks very unfamiliar.”

This was quite interesting. It was normal for Su Bai not to know him; he was already detached from this circle.

Lin Wan hadn’t been in A City for long, and her exposure to the core circles was limited. But Fang Mu was different; from the moment he entered, Su Bai noticed quite a few people greeting and chatting with him, clearly indicating he was a well-informed rich second-generation heir with a wide network.

If even he found the man unfamiliar, then only one reasonable explanation remained—he was a shill.

Specifically used to drive up the price, ensuring this blood diamond could fetch a sky-high price, one sensational enough to highlight the value of the Nangong Family’s daughter.

Three hundred billion for a diamond was indeed outrageous, but when combined with its symbolic meaning and the momentum the Nangong Family wanted to create, this price seemed to become reasonable, at least, it could filter out most competitors who lacked sincerity or sufficient strength.

The entire venue fell into a strange silence.

All eyes, whether overt or covert, were focused on Su Bai, awaiting his next move.

Would he continue to raise the bid, showcasing the Su Corporation’s unrivaled financial power and determination?

Or would he stop here, letting this diamond and its associated meaning go to someone else?

Lin Wan gently tugged at Su Bai’s sleeve, leaning slightly, and quickly asked in a voice only they could hear, “Why buy it?”

If it were for her, of course, that was just a thought; Lin Wan would never ask such a superfluous question.

But Su Bai’s motive was clearly not that.

She instinctively felt that Su Bai’s action was not driven by a desire for the gem, but rather by a... test.

On stage, Mu Xue’s gaze uncontrollably drifted once more to the focal area below.

Seeing Lin Wan intimately tugging Su Bai’s sleeve and whispering, her slender fingers subtly clenched the soft fabric of her dress at her side, and her pearly teeth unconsciously bit the inside of her lower lip, before she forced herself to release it, maintaining her outward composure.

For her, this auction was merely a performance she had to participate in after returning to the family, an arrangement made at the Old Master’s pleasure, a ceremony to officially announce her existence to the outside world.

She had never imagined that Su Bai would appear here, with Lin Wan.

“Young Master Su,” Fang Mu appropriately leaned in, his voice extremely low, a knowing smile on his face, skillfully avoiding the sensitive core and only addressing the surface.

“Are you interested in this blood diamond, perhaps to buy it... for someone?” He didn’t finish his sentence, but his eyes already conveyed his attitude—in his opinion, the man who suddenly appeared to bid was confirmed to be a shill arranged by the Nangong Family to drive up the price.

And Su Bai, it seemed, had also seen through this.

“Just buying it for fun,” Su Bai smiled, his tone as casual as discussing adding a dish to dinner.

He already had a plan for this almost certain shill.

To use such a method to drive up prices, one must first confirm whether the fool is truly foolish.

Otherwise, the one digging the pit might just fall into it themselves.

Under the breathless gaze of the entire room, Su Bai slowly stood up. He even deliberately adjusted the cuff of his suit, which had no wrinkles to begin with, and a perfectly calibrated, playful smile, almost indifferent to money, characteristic of a top-tier profligate, appeared on his face.

He cleared his throat, his voice not loud, yet it clearly echoed through the silent auction hall:

“Three hundred billion? It sounds quite impressive,” he tilted his head slightly, as if genuinely assessing the amusement of the number, then a corner of his mouth curved up, “But, I still have some pocket money. Five hundred billion.”

“Whoosh—!”

Instantly, a suppressed commotion erupted below the stage, mixed with gasps and low exclamations.

Those present were all rich and influential young elites, but precisely because of this, they were even more aware of the vast chasm between the funds they could deploy and their family’s total wealth.

When Su Bai first called out two hundred billion, many chose silence, partly out of apprehension towards the Su Corporation, but more deeply, because the vast majority of them did not have the authority to mobilize such a large sum of money without family permission.

They needed to seek instructions, weigh options, and secure support from behind the scenes.

But what about Su Bai?

From beginning to end, he didn’t even take out his phone to glance at it, let alone consult anyone.

That effortless demeanor, as if five hundred billion was just a string of numbers on a bank card that could be changed at will, deeply shocked everyone present.

A clear realization surfaced in everyone’s hearts: As expected of the Su Family.

This Young Master’s concept of pocket money was simply not on the same dimension as theirs.

It was an absolute control over wealth, and an almost luxurious casualness supported by an unfathomable family foundation.

On stage, Mu Xue’s body swayed, her pupils rapidly contracting and dilating.

In the past year, she believed she had witnessed the immense wealth of the Nangong Family, and numbers that ordinary people couldn’t earn in several lifetimes had been deposited into her account. She thought she could finally look back at that period of being kept with a relatively equal stance.

But Su Bai’s casual mention of five hundred billion...

That feeling... it was too familiar.

It was the same numb, casual attitude towards money itself, as two years ago when he nonchalantly transferred forty thousand yuan.

Exactly the same.

Time and the numbers had changed, but her initial sense of numbness seemed to have returned, without the slightest alteration.

Backstage, Mr. Nangong, who had been intently staring at the monitoring screen, felt his eyelid twitch fiercely.

“Quick! Quick!” he urged his assistant in a low voice, his fingers trembling slightly from excitement, “Keep going! Keep raising the price! Don’t stop!”

He was ecstatic: His two-year investigation into the Su Corporation, especially into Su Bai himself, was indeed correct!

This was a spoiled, spendthrift profligate!

He had a history of using money to cover up scandals domestically, spending money like water.

Although he was more low-key after going abroad, his whereabouts were uncertain, clearly not the type for serious studies, barely attending any classes.

For this auction, he had initially taken a chance, betting that Su Bai would come, and betting that this Su Corporation Young Master would be interested in Mu Xue.

After all, this was also part of his past.

Unexpectedly, not only did his gamble pay off, but the other party was so cooperative, practically a fat sheep jumping into the trap!

A sinister smile of certainty flashed deep in Mr. Nangong’s eyes.