The deep ocean, starlight shattering into countless shimmering waves on the surface.
The lights outline the distant villa's silhouette.
She silently walks forward, step by step, along the beach.
The strong wind lifts the hem of her fluttering coat.
Every night, she loves gazing at this villa from afar.
A small cargo ship appears on the sea, with bodyguards waiting at the shore; after it docks, a handsome figure jumps down.
A moment later, the cargo ship disappears into the pitch-black sea.
The bodyguards disperse, leaving only a solitary figure standing in the sea breeze.
He stands quietly in the night, smoking, often standing there for hours.
Every few days, she sees this scene, sees He Yingdong meeting with a group of smugglers...
This villa of the He Family is on the very edge, with a small hill blocking the view, so ordinarily no one notices it.
Only Li Jiaqi can see all of this.
She watches silently, letting the cold, fierce sea breeze chill her face.
