906 Secretly Infiltrating (1/2)

Sihwa could not really sleep the night before––or perhaps it would be better to say that she had not been sleeping well for the past few days. At first, she was troubled by Fina's cruel, but enticing, suggestion; then, she thought about what Zhang Zian had said about the whales being killed off; lastly, when she saw the harpoon that was covered in blood, she began to worry about the fate of the whales again.

She rubbed her eyes. She sat up in the bathtub and the clear water rustled down her delicate skin. Except for her wet, dark, long, green hair, there was practically no water left on her.

Hah!

She gave a long, drawn-out sigh. She really missed the time when she had just been born. At that time, she was so carefree, taking advantage of how the ordinary person could not see her. She had played by the seaside, carefree and happy. She had even taken advantage of the high tide to sneak into a sea-facing villa's swimming pool. She laid by the poolside and watched Korean dramas with the owner of the house who was inside the living room.

That villa was very stylish, and its design was very clever. There was only a wall between the sea and the pool, and the door to the yard was often not closed––probably because the owner did not think anyone would come in from the sea.

To have a seaside villa at a position with the best scenery, the owner of the villa must have been very rich. They were someone that, even if Zhang Zian worked his whole life, they would still be so far ahead of him that he could only see their dust. They were definitely not someone that worried about money. Even the bathroom in the house was most likely renovated magnificently.

Sihwa––no, at that time, she had yet to give herself a name––played by the seaside for a very long time. Even though the white whale was very understanding, after a long time, she felt lonely.

On another night, when she was swimming past the reef rock outside the villa, she suddenly heard the sounds of cheerful chatting and laughter. There were sounds of people toasting to each other, and it sounded very lively. It was very attractive to her.

What were the people inside doing? It seemed to be very interesting.

She took advantage of the high tide and leapt out of the water, jumping between reef rocks to try to get close to the villa.

The cold and hard reef rocks dug into her until it was very painful. The scales on her fish tail broke off, but that was unable to stop her passion in trying to find out what was going on. Perhaps she was just too bored.

She managed to get to the door of the yard with great difficulty. The door was just a false cover and it was not locked. She lightly pushed the door open until there was a small opening, and she looked inside.

The villa was effectively using natural light. The side facing the sea used a large, transparent, tempered glass––whether it was the designer or the owner of the villa, they probably did not think someone would peek in through that direction.

The first floor had a spacious living room that was brightly lit, and there were many people there. It seemed like it was a party. People were wearing evening gowns and suits and they were elegantly lifting their champagne glasses to greet each other and show respect. The rich women of high quality were all dressed up beautifully.

What especially caught people's attention was that the people present were mostly dark-eyed and yellow skinned, quite different from how the majority that lived nearby were white. It seemed like a gathering of fellow townsmen.

Sihwa did not mind their skin color––anything was all right, as it did not have anything to do with her. After she had satisfied her curiosity she was planning on leaving. She could not understand why everyone was all shining with happiness. They all wore fake smiles on their face, and all they were talking about was business and investment––all things she could not understand.

At that moment, she suddenly noticed that the living room on the first floor was entirely dark, but there was just a television that was lit up. The light from the television illuminated a girl's face.

The girl looked to be around the same age as her. She looked lonely, and she was curled up in the corner of a sofa, hugging her knees and staring at the television screen.

Sihwa found it weird. Why was the girl not partying with the others? Why did she want to hide in the dark house alone?

Unless… What the television was showing that was so very interesting? She was too far away to see it clearly.