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

48: Chapter 48 Are there really that many young people in this world?Even if it started as just a nominal role or stemmed from some kind of transaction.

But when you see those smiling faces blooming because of your name day after day, and feel that purest sense of gratitude, a subtle, gradual change will quietly occur.

Over time, those nominal and symbolic acts of kindness seem to truly settle as a weight in the heart, creating a real connection with you.

During the brief moments spent with the children at the Orphanage, seeing that undisguised gratitude, the ice-like barrier in Su Bai’s heart seemed to melt slightly at the corner.

He seemed to vaguely touch upon a part of the mindset that kept Lin Wan so persistent—that subtle sense of satisfaction from being needed, being remembered, and even tangibly changing someone else’s situation. Perhaps it really was addictive, even if the initial motive wasn’t pure.

He patiently answered the children’s innocent questions one by one, and time slipped away quietly amidst the simple interactions.

On the car ride back, the atmosphere was a bit more relaxed than when they arrived, but there was still a subtle silence.

Lin Wan’s fingers unconsciously toyed with the hem of her clothes. After several times of hesitating to speak, she finally summoned the courage to open her mouth, her voice low: ”Um... my dad... cough, my dad asked me to tell you to come over for dinner tonight.”

She skipped the embarrassing part about making the phone call and directly relayed the result.

”Asking me to dinner?”

Su Bai reflexively asked back, his mind racing.

Then, it dawned on him—today was the day league of legends launched!

As a key partner and executor of the project, Lin Guohua must have already seen the staggering initial data.

”Sure, that works out perfectly.” Su Bai nodded in agreement without much hesitation.

It was just that this girl, Lin Wan, who usually had such a cold and aloof aura—how was she developing in such a soft and cute direction?

Had she been influenced by spending too much time with Mu Xue?

Lin Wan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, her tense shoulders relaxing slightly.

Their relationship had dropped to freezing point these past few days, and coupled with the fact that he had criticized her so bluntly at the Orphanage earlier, she had been prepared for a cold and hard rejection.

She just hadn’t expected Su Bai to agree so readily.

The car pulled into the Lin family villa.

As soon as the front door was pushed open, there was a crisp ’pop,’ and colorful, shiny confetti fluttered down, accompanied by a burst of cheerful laughter.

”Ayo! Look who’s here! Our Little President Su, the great hero has arrived!” Lin Guohua’s face was flushed with joy, and he was still holding the party popper he had just fired. His voice was loud and filled with immense delight.

The sudden welcome ceremony gave Lin Wan a small fright, causing her to instinctively shrink half a step behind Su Bai.

Su Bai was also startled and blinked, then he broke into a laugh. Looking up, what surprised him even more was that his own parents, Shang Hui and Su Zheng, were actually sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching them with smiles.

The dining table was already laden with a sumptuous spread of dishes, clearly a meticulously prepared celebratory feast.

”Uncle Lin, what kind of performance is this?” Su Bai shook his head with a smile while brushing the confetti off his shoulders.

”A celebration for you, of course! A massive celebration!”

Lin Guohua stepped forward and clapped Su Bai affectionately on the shoulder with considerable force, showing his excitement.

He turned to see his daughter still standing there in a daze and immediately said, ”Wanwan, why are you just standing there like a fool? Go get the slippers for Su Bai! You have no situational awareness at all.”

”Oh... okay.”

Lin Wan snapped out of it and hurried to the shoe cabinet, though she felt a bit uncomfortable inside.

Her father’s enthusiasm was so great he was practically treating Su Bai like a returning hero. By comparison, she, his biological daughter, seemed like an insignificant sidekick.

More importantly, she was still completely in the dark. Why were they making such a big fuss?

Just then, Su Bai turned and shouted to Uncle Fu, who hadn’t left yet outside the door: ”Uncle Fu, don’t keep busy. Come in and eat with us.”

Uncle Fu stood in the shadows of the porch and bowed slightly with humility: ”No, Young Master. Please enjoy your meal. I still have some matters to attend to back home.”

”How big can those matters be? Talk after dinner.” Without taking no for an answer, Su Bai stepped forward and reached out, gently but firmly pulling Uncle Fu inside the door.

”You’ve been busy running around all day. I can’t let you go back on an empty stomach.”

Uncle Fu was pulled into the brightly lit living room. Facing the room full of masters, a rare trace of awkwardness appeared on his bronze, aged face. He bowed slightly toward Su Zheng and Shang Hui: ”Master, Madam, this...”

Su Zheng, sitting in the main seat, put down his teacup. His gaze swept over Uncle Fu warmly as he waved a hand. ”Su Bai is right. We’re happy today. For over a year, you’ve worked hard on his affairs. Sit down and join us; consider it a family dinner.”

Having received Su Zheng’s explicit approval, Uncle Fu truly felt at ease. His awkwardness turned into a touch of emotion as he replied in a low voice, ”Yes. Thank you, Master. Thank you, Young Master.”

He carefully sat down at the end of the dining table, his posture still respectful, but no longer refusing.

Seeing this, Lin Guohua laughed heartily. ”Right, right, right! We’re all family here! Uncle Fu has indeed rendered great service! Come, come, everyone is here. Let’s start the feast! We must celebrate properly today!”

The atmosphere at the table was lively. Lin Guohua’s face was glowing as he poured himself another glass of wine. He turned his gaze to his daughter, who was sitting quietly to the side, and asked in a tone meant to share the joy, ”Wanwan, do you know what big day it is today?”

Lin Wan shook her head gently. She really didn’t know.

Lately, her mind had been entangled in those messy emotions and the embarrassment from this morning; she hadn’t paid attention to anything else.

Lin Guohua laughed loudly, his voice booming. ”Today is the day Su Bai’s game officially launched! It’s a huge day!”

A game?

Lin Wan vaguely remembered that about a year ago, Su Bai had indeed come to their house for a deep talk with her father. At the time, words like ’gameplay,’ ’engine,’ and ’hero design’ were being tossed around the table.

She had never been interested in electronic games. She only knew that Su Bai had invested a massive amount of capital into it—more than a billion.

Now that her father mentioned it, the thought she had been suppressing suddenly surged up—he spent the family’s money so lavishly, so what right did he have to criticize her so righteously last time for using family money for charity?

Isn’t he just the same?!

The amount was even more staggering!

A small cocktail of resentment and grievance quietly spread through her heart.

Su Bai didn’t notice Lin Wan’s subtle change in expression. He was more concerned with the actual feedback. Putting down his chopsticks, he asked, ”Uncle Lin, how is the initial data?”

A mysterious and proud smile appeared on Lin Guohua’s face, his eyes dancing with intense excitement. He held up two fingers, gestured again, and lowered his voice, yet couldn’t hide the thrill: ”You might not even believe it... at the peak, twenty-three million people were online simultaneously!”

”Holy shit?!”

Su Bai rarely used profanity. Are there really this many young people in this damn world?

He had expected this game, which came from another dimension and had been market-proven, to be successful. But he hadn’t expected that in this novel world where the game industry was relatively primitive, the impact would be so swift and massive.

This was more than just success; it was practically a dimensional strike.