Chapter 47： Who is spying secretly? (1/2)

At night, Wen Xi was lying on the bed, tossing and turning unable to sleep. She didn't know whether she was doing it right, and whether she could kill the enemy with one blow.

She would also wonder if it was too cruel to do so, and whether she would lose herself in hatred and become a ”scheming girl” that everyone hates.

In this way, isn't she the same kind as Wenqing?

But then I thought, she was just protecting herself, and the people who dealt with it were people who wanted to murder her and use her, so she was right.

Really unable to sleep, she turned on the light and sat up, took the calendar next to her and looked at it.

The 28th will be next Wednesday, and today is Friday.

She took a red pen and circled the 28th. On that day, she might get something, such as ”jokes.”

Being ”cuckolded” by the Nan family prince, she will become an after-dinner conversation in the upper circle of Kyoto.

Putting down the pen, she shook her head, shook off the crazy thoughts, took out her cello, put on her clothes and went to the piano room.

The soundproofing effect of Wen's room is very good, and the piano room is at a distance from the bedroom area to the atrium. Therefore, she is not afraid of disturbing her father.

Her biological mother is a vocal expert. She has been nurtured by her mother's music since she was a child, and has a certain grasp of musical instruments and singing.

This cello was obtained from participating in the competition when she was a child. It is a special treasure. At that time, she gave it a name, ”Bu Li”.

She hopes it will always be by her side.

For her, this cello gave her a sense of security and confidence to some extent.

The elegant and soft sound of the piano slowly circulates around the top of the beam with her hands, which is intoxicating.

Her mood slowly calmed down in this beautiful sound, and her restlessness was all suppressed.

Suddenly, something was kicked outside the window, and there was a very abrupt sound.

The sound of Wen Xi's piano stopped abruptly, and deathly silence filled the room.

She looked at the only open window in the piano room. It was a window facing the wall of Wen's house. She had forgotten to close it when she came in just now.

”Who is there?”