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

124: Chapter 124 The Second Daughter of the Nangong FamilySystem Administration Bureau.

Xiao You’s eyes were fixed on the real-time projection on one of the screens—Su Bai was staring from across the villa’s front yard at the man in the black tracksuit.

Her delicate brows were tightly furrowed, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes. She was bubbling with anxiety: ”That’s the Protagonist! The new Protagonist! Su Bai, you better get your act together and look carefully!”

The man in the picture, known as Brother Bufan, was the new child of destiny in this world, re-nurtured and released after more than two years of rule operation, following the previous Protagonist Xiao Fan’s elimination by Old Butler Fu.

On Xiao You’s monitoring log, the brilliant halo representing the Protagonist’s fate clearly surrounded Brother Bufan, though this halo was currently in its initial stage and not as conspicuous as in its prime.

What she worried about most now was that Su Bai hadn’t recognized Brother Bufan’s special nature.

After all, the last Xiao Fan incident, according to the system backend’s records and analysis, was full of baffling coincidences.

To say that Su Bai, the ”Villain,” personally ended Xiao Fan, the entire process made him seem more like a passively involved, even somewhat lazy, bystander, with the final fatal blow coming entirely from Old Butler Fu’s autonomous action;

But to say it had nothing to do with him, everything indeed started because of him, and the final outcome also conformed to the underlying logic of ”Villain confronting Protagonist.”

This ambiguous causality gave Xiao You, a system administrator who needed clear performance reports, a huge headache.

What made her even more uneasy was another matter: since Su Bai had already made a certain ”choice” and wanted to confront the Protagonist.

Then why was he still firmly blocking the system connection?

As long as he unblocked it, she could immediately establish stable communication with him and directly report the freshly generated Protagonist data to him... well, transmit it into his consciousness.

Why should she be anxiously watching from across a dimensional screen like this?

A perfectly functional Villain assistance system, with various special items, intelligence resources targeting the Protagonist’s weaknesses in the mall, and even limited interference with luck, was deliberately left idle and blocked by Su Bai for so many years, with an almost zero activation rate.

Those cool, insidious exchange options that could greatly enhance the Villain’s survival and win rates were all covered in a layer of ”inactive” dust.

Did he forget?

Could he... really have forgotten?

Although Xiao You found this idea a bit absurd—how could a Transmigrator, with a clear Villain identity, forget their greatest reliance and cheat?

But combining this with Su Bai’s series of seemingly casual actions after returning to the country, which actually involved infiltration and attention to the Nangong Family, yet showed no reaction to the system, this thought bubbled up uncontrollably like air bubbles underwater.

A Transmigrator Villain determined to oppose the world’s child of destiny, not opening the system, not using the mall, not receiving mission guidance... what’s the difference from going to the battlefield without a gun?

Relying entirely on brute force and luck?

Xiao You was so worried her core code was almost tangled.

She had only just managed to become a full-time employee from an intern system thanks to Su Bai’s ’unintentional’ contribution in causing Xiao Fan’s exit.

If Su Bai couldn’t handle the newly spawned Protagonist Brother Bufan this time, leading to the collapse or severe deviation of the world line, her year-end evaluation would definitely be ruined, and this hard-won official position might go down the drain.

Thinking of those real-world pressures—heavy workload, meager commissions, working overtime while others were on vacation, the monthly mortgage for the hovering apartment bought with dimensional credit points, and the ’System host Accident Insurance’ mandatory by the Bureau but self-funded... Xiao You felt her brain heat up, and the simulated headache was incredibly real.

”Su Bai, oh Su Bai,” she muttered to herself, her voice only audible to her, looking at the handsome figure on the screen, whose expression was languid, as if oblivious to any potential danger, ”you should... at least use me a little!”

...

Just then, a girl in a pink and white knee-length dress lightly ran out from the main villa.

Her steps were light, carrying an innocent demeanor cultivated by pampering. She went straight to Mu Xue’s side, then unreservedly cast a curious gaze at Su Bai, sizing him up before turning to ask Mu Xue in a clear voice, ”Sister, who is this?”

”Su Bai,” Mu Xue introduced simply, then said to Su Bai, ”This is my younger sister, Nangong Rou.”

Su Bai knew about another younger daughter in the Nangong Family, but had never met her.

She was born to Mr. Nangong and a foreign partner abroad after he left home, and was only one year younger than Mu Xue.

The exquisite mixed-race face before him, combining Eastern and Western features, confirmed this.

Half a foreigner.

Judging solely by the age difference, when Mr. Nangong abandoned Mu Xue back then, he probably didn’t have much attachment or guilt, otherwise he wouldn’t have so quickly started another family and had children in a foreign land.

The smooth series of actions—suddenly returning to the country a year ago to seek relatives, high-profilely acknowledging Mu Xue, and then pushing her into the public eye under the guise of an auction—itself hinted at something fishy.

However, Mu Xue’s keen awareness of the unease within the Nangong Family surprised Su Bai slightly.

It seemed that this ”eldest daughter” identity hadn’t completely blinded her.

”Oh! I know, Young Master Su of the Su Family,” Nangong Rou suddenly realized, her eyes brightening. She proactively extended her hand to Su Bai, her smile bright, carrying a hint of just the right amount of curiosity and social politeness.

”Your Chinese is very good,” Su Bai extended his hand courteously, lightly shaking hers.

As his fingertips just touched her cool skin, ready to release, he felt Nangong Rou’s slender fingers briefly hook his palm, and a small, folded hard piece of paper quietly slipped in.

The movement was quick and concealed; if she hadn’t squeezed Su Bai’s hand, Su Bai would have almost thought it was an illusion.

Nangong Rou’s expression showed no flaw, still maintaining that innocent and curious look. Even as she withdrew her hand, she quickly and playfully winked at Su Bai before naturally letting go.

”I like it myself, I specifically learned it. Isn’t it pretty good?” Her tone was light, as if the tiny contact just now had never happened.

Su Bai calmly withdrew his hand, naturally cupping the small piece of paper in his palm, his movement as natural as simply clenching his fist.

He replied indifferently, ”Not bad, almost no accent can be heard.”

Seeing Su Bai discreetly accept the note, the smile in Nangong Rou’s eyes deepened slightly.

She intimately linked arms with Mu Xue, gently swaying, and suggested in a spoiled tone, ”Sister, Dad has been very strict lately, I’m so bored. Since Young Master Su is here, why don’t we let him take us out for a bit? Just for a little while!”

Mu Xue hesitated, looking at Su Bai. Before she could speak, she heard Su Bai’s usual, indifferent tone, as if nothing mattered: ”Sure, no trouble at all. I’ll go tell Mr. Nangong.”

As he spoke, he gave Mu Xue a calming look, serene and unruffled, yet it strangely relaxed her tense nerves for a moment.

However, Brother Bufan, who was not far away, stepped forward almost the instant Su Bai finished speaking.

His steps were steady, seemingly respectful, but in reality, carried an undeniable sense of intervention.

He stopped half a step in front of Mu Xue, slightly bowed his head, his voice deliberately steady but firm: ”Eldest Young Lady, Second Young Lady, the outside world has indeed been restless recently. The Master has instructed that for safety’s sake, you two should best remain within the residence. Casual outings might not be appropriate.”

After speaking, he raised his eyes, his gaze seemingly inadvertently sweeping over Su Bai. The vigilance in his eyes was palpable, clearly treating Su Bai as an ”unstable element” that needed special precautions.

Brother Bufan looked at the two sisters before him, so different in temperament yet equally outstanding, and the conqueror’s desire deep within the Dragon King subtly stirred.

How could a playboy like Su Bai, who relied on his ancestors’ prestige and whose eyes held a lazy emptiness, be worthy of such pearls and jade?

He merely had good reincarnation luck.

He had accidentally learned that Mu Xue and Su Bai were classmates in the past, which added to his displeasure.

The Nangong Family seemed to have intentions of matchmaking, and this trend had to be nipped in the bud.

To think that he, the dignified Dragon King, once renowned, now returned to the country in a low-key manner, intending to temporarily set aside the bloody conflicts, change his identity, and thoroughly enjoy the earthly pleasures, living a peaceful life not devoid of romantic encounters.

Coincidentally, his elusive master had some old ties with the Nangong Family, and it happened that the Nangong Family had returned to the country. So he went with the flow and moved in as a bodyguard, an inconspicuous identity that made it easy to approach his targets.

Upon first meeting Nangong Rou, her exquisite, three-dimensional mixed-race features and lively, charming personality did indeed make him fond of her.

But he hadn’t expected that the Nangong Family also had an Eldest Young Lady, Mu Xue, who had been living abroad and was only recently found.

The moment he saw Mu Xue, Brother Bufan felt a completely different kind of emotional stir.

The aloofness she exuded amidst wealth, yet her occasional yearning for her past life, was entirely different from the passionate or mature types he had encountered during his escapades overseas. She was more like a precious orchid that needed careful nurturing and quiet appreciation.

However, his usually infallible Dragon King-style charm seemed to be completely ineffective on Mu Xue.

Towards Nangong Rou, his occasional display of skills and casual mentions of his ”rich experiences” could still draw curious and admiring glances from the young girl;

But in front of Mu Xue, no matter if he ”accidentally” showed knowledge beyond an ordinary bodyguard, or ”unintentionally” revealed hints of a mysterious background, Mu Xue’s reaction was so bland it was almost indifferent, as if he were just a walking backdrop, completely oblivious to his deliberately highlighted qualities.

And when he unexpectedly learned two days ago that Mu Xue already had a history with this Su Bai, and their relationship seemed far from simple, the disdain he initially felt only for playboys quickly fermented into a more targeted vigilance and a subtle sense of competition.

Later, a deeper investigation revealed that Su Bai had spent those years abroad in complete indulgence, a veritable aimless wastrel spoiled by money.

Dealing with such a person, in Brother Bufan’s view, presented no challenge at all, about as troublesome as crushing an ant.

Having such a person loitering around Mu Xue, even just as an old classmate, was repulsive.

Brother Bufan’s methods for dealing with obstacles overseas had always been efficient and thorough.

Naturally, it was best to make such potential trouble disappear as soon as possible. That’s why he casually found two seemingly clever local thugs to ”test the waters” and ascertain how deep the waters around Su Bai were, and if there were any decent protective forces hidden.

The deadline given was a week, and it was only the third day. Brother Bufan was not in a hurry, having ample time to observe and plan his next move.

He was confident that everything was under control.

”Brother Bufan, it’s fine!” Nangong Rou seemed oblivious to the firmness in Brother Bufan’s tone, still smiling, ”At worst, you can come with us! Four people, it’ll be livelier and safer!”

She tried to mediate.

”I’ll go talk to Mr. Nangong,” Su Bai, however, couldn’t be bothered to listen to a bodyguard express an opinion here, especially when this bodyguard was likely the mastermind behind the boring attack that afternoon.

His good mood, if he had any to begin with, had long been exhausted, and now he just wanted to quickly end this annoying social interaction.

As for Brother Bufan... from the first moment Su Bai saw him, a faint sense of inexplicable annoyance and vigilance arose within him, a feeling quite similar to what he felt when facing Xiao Fan back then.

It’s just that he might have misjudged Xiao Fan back then, thinking he was the Protagonist.

Could any random bodyguard now also be a ”Protagonist”?

This thought flashed through his mind and was then dismissed by Su Bai as a boring association.

He didn’t spare Brother Bufan another glance, and strode towards the main villa.

Watching Su Bai’s back as he directly left, Brother Bufan’s expression darkened slightly, but quickly returned to a respectful yet concerned look. He turned to Mu Xue, earnestly advising, ”Eldest Young Lady, safety truly cannot be taken lightly. And... if I may be so bold, when going out with Young Master Su... you two should be more cautious.”

”Cautious about what?” Mu Xue’s voice suddenly rang out, colder than usual, with a clear note of questioning.

This sudden, cold retort made both Brother Bufan and Nangong Rou, who was beside him, freeze. In their perception, Mu Xue had always been gentle, even somewhat submissive. When had she ever spoken in such a direct, even sharp, tone?

Mu Xue herself seemed to notice the change in her tone, but she didn’t delve into the reason. She simply heard the undisguised contempt and targeting of Su Bai in Brother Bufan’s words, and subconsciously blurted it out.

The atmosphere immediately became subtly stagnant.

Fortunately, Su Bai wasn’t inside for long.

Soon, he emerged from the villa, his expression normal, and nodded to Mu Xue: ”Mr. Nangong agreed, said it’s fine as long as we come back early.”

”Yay! I knew it, with Su Bai, there’s no problem!” Nangong Rou immediately clapped her hands and laughed, a triumphant expression of ”I knew it all along” breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere.