Secret Agent 3: Phoenix Dominates the World

Chapter 562 She Doesn't Recognize Her Sister

The woman took a step back, ignoring her call.

She just lowered her head, with frosty eyes, and said coldly:

"The princess has misunderstood the person. I'm Yuan'er from the Heavenly Song and Dance Workshop. I'm just a maiko. Do you know what a maiko is? It means that if someone can afford the price, I can dance and play the piano for them. If someone can afford a big price, Then you can enter my boudoir, or..."

"Enough!" Murong Xue yelled suddenly, then turned around abruptly, facing the xylophone next to her, and pointed with her hand—"Do you want me to hold the piano for you? Good!"

She flung her sleeves away and sat on the ground beside the xylophone.

The white clothes exude a faint fragrance of orchids, causing everyone around to turn their eyes away from Yuan'er and look at her.

With both hands clasping the strings, fingertips fiddled lightly, sweeping up a half scale.

Murong Shuang spoke again at this moment, she said——

"Let's just play the song I was most familiar with when I was a child!"

The woman next to the piano closed her eyes lightly, analyzing whether Murong Shuang's words were probing or sarcasm.

What happened when they were young... If it was about their sisters when they were young, she wouldn't remember it at all.

It would be good if it was true, but if it was fabricated, then Murong Shuang might not know whether she can play Guqin at all.

If not, I will make a fool of myself today.

But... will she?

of course!

Her Murong Shuang has an IQ of over [-], as long as she has seen things in the world, she will naturally remember them in her heart.

Any book in the world, as long as she reads it, she will never forget it.

What's more, she is a secret agent.

The concept of an agent, in addition to being proficient in eighteen martial arts, folk art juggling is also the focus of the training course.

Not only must they be ready to fight with others at any time, but more importantly, they must be suitable for lurking in various situations with various identities.

But playing their childhood tunes...

"Forget." She said lightly, without a trace of emotion.

(End of this chapter)