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

34: Chapter 34 I was outsmarted by my father!But then, he changed his tone, his expression turning slightly deep: ”However, if you must ask for a purpose... there indeed is one.”

Below the stage, the camera flashes instantly lit up in unison, and the sound of shutters clicking rose and fell.

Su Zheng’s gaze seemed to pierce through the lens, looking somewhere far away, his voice steady and infectious: ”My son is also starting university this year. As for him, his grades are just so-so, quite ordinary.”

He smiled without reservation, appearing very candid.

”But as a father, I’ve always wanted to teach him some lessons that can’t be learned from books through specific actions. I want him to see with his own eyes that in this world, there are many families experiencing hardships beyond our imagination. I hope that by participating in this, he can learn to cherish what he has and... always maintain a kind heart willing to help others.”

The applause from the audience surged toward Su Zheng on the rostrum like a tide.

Another reporter stood up and asked according to the pre-set procedure: ”President Su, we understand that the relief fund established this time is mainly for families with major illnesses. So in the future, does the Su Corporation have plans to expand the scope of assistance to more common ailments to benefit more people?”

Su Zheng maintained a calm smile on his face, deftly steering the question toward his true target: ”Regarding the expansion of future plans, I think you should ask my son, Su Bai. Because starting from this project, I have fully authorized him to lead and make decisions on all related charitable affairs. As of now, I believe he is doing quite well.”

He didn’t hold back in giving public affirmation, vividly displaying a father’s trust and expectations for his son.

”President Su, please forgive my bluntness,” another reporter seized the opportunity to follow up with a deeper question, ”Your son is only starting university this year. Do you really have no concerns or psychological burden in your heart about handing over such an important project, involving huge funds and the corporation’s social image, to a nineteen-year-old young man?”

This question was slightly sharp, but Su Zheng seemed well-prepared.

He sighed softly, his expression becoming more candid, even carrying a hint of the usual worries of a father: ”Concerns? Of course, I have them. To be honest, he is still young after all, and his upbringing is different from children in most ordinary families; the world he encounters and the temptations he faces are also more complex. As a father, how could I not be worried at all?”

He then changed his tone, his gaze becoming firm: ”However, I believe in him. I believe in the innate kindness of his nature, and I believe he has the ability to learn responsibility and accountability through practice. This matter is both a gesture of goodwill toward those in need and an important trial for my son.”

With a few pre-arranged questions and some trivial follow-ups, this meticulously planned press conference came to a successful conclusion.

With his sophisticated tactics, Su Zheng successfully turned a potential scandal into a positive example of corporate social responsibility, family inheritance, and youth growth.

On the same day, Su Bai, wearing his ’good boy’ outfit, hurried between different hospitals, playing the role of the Su Corporation’s kind and caring teenage philanthropist.

However, just as he flashed a standardized sympathetic smile for the nth time at a camera in a ward, a thought struck his mind like a lightning bolt, making the smile on his face almost freeze.

Wait...

Something’s not right!

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have... been tricked!

Tricked by his own old man, Su Zheng!

That so-called artist contract, the one tying him to Mu Xue’s future stardom, that 70-30 split indentured servitude—it was all a front!

It was a smokescreen!

Su Zheng’s true purpose wasn’t at all about seeing Mu Xue’s potential, but rather to use this opportunity to push Su Bai—this playboy young master who had always hidden behind the scenes and lived a carefree life—completely into the public eye!

Using a seemingly harsh contract to dispel his concerns, making him think the core of resolving the Mu Xue incident was a business operation, when the result was actually putting him on the hot seat as a charity spokesperson!

It’s over, it’s all over... Su Bai wailed in his heart.

This time, he had been thoroughly screwed over by his old man!

Once he became a public figure standing at the forefront, and a rich second-generation heir with a persona of being kind and responsible at that, how could he play happily in the future?

How could he go to hotels openly anymore?

The lenses of all the media would be fixed on him, and his every move could be magnified and interpreted.

This time, he’d have to mend his ways whether he wanted to or not!

Although Su Bai was usually lazy, he wasn’t completely isolated from the world; he also surfed the internet.

He could fully imagine that if he acted recklessly in the future as he had before and was caught and exposed by the media, the netizens who were deceived by his current kind appearance would drown him with an overwhelming flood of spit.

Just thinking about it was stifling!

He complained in his heart.

You clearly just wanted to lie down and be a salted fish, but then a bunch of people jump out and point at you, cursing: ”How could you do such a thing? Are you worthy of your persona? Are you worthy of your father’s expectations?”

How could one not be angry?!

This feeling of being morally kidnapped and bound by public expectations made him feel uncomfortable all over.

This move by his old man was simply pulling the rug out from under him, fundamentally limiting his room for future debauchery.

As a man, even if you don’t care about those trivial matters, you still can’t stand people cursing at you every day.

The media isn’t very developed right now, but once it picks up momentum in the coming years, to put it bluntly, that would be cyberbullying.

It wasn’t until he had been busy until the afternoon that Su Bai rushed home, dragging his exhausted yet furious body.

He didn’t even bother to change his shoes, pushing open the door with a ”bang” and heading straight for his father’s study with a clear target, locking his eyes on Su Zheng, who was leisurely sitting by the tea table sipping tea.

He lunged forward in one step, pointing at his father’s nose, his voice trembling with rage:

”Why?! Why did you scheme against me?!”

Su Zheng slowly lifted the purple clay teapot, filled the small teacup with clear tea, and then gently scraped away the froth with the lid, three circles to the left and three to the right.

He didn’t even lift his eyelids, his tone was incredibly calm and indifferent, even carrying a hint of teasing:

”Eh? Look at what you’re saying. This matter was just going with the flow. You caused this romantic debt yourself. If I didn’t scheme against you, should I have schemed against Old Man Wang, the street sweeper? Could he take the fall for my son? You tell me then, thanks.”

”I’m not asking about that!” Su Bai hopped with anger at his attitude, his volume rising a few notches, ”I’m asking you, why did you have to use this specific matter to scheme against me?! What benefit is there for you in pushing me to the forefront!”