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"Hot Noodles request to add you as a friend."
An inexplicable friend request, a non-existent contact.
Claiming to be a message from herself in the future, intimately knowledgeable about her past.
Fang Xiaocao was utterly numb.
Hot Noodles: Danger, do not go home tonight.
"Is this some kind of joke?"
Staring at the WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes and opened the anti-theft door.
Hot Noodles: At midnight, when the knocking starts, don't turn on the light if you don't want to die.
In the early morning: 00:00:00
Fang Xiaocao was woken by the knocking sound. She was just about to turn on the bedside lamp when she remembered that bizarre message.
She pulled back her hand and stayed put until dawn, only to know her neighbor next door, a woman living alone just like her was murdered at midnight...
Fang Xiaocao was suddenly covered in a cold sweat.
Hot Noodles: To celebrate our narrow escape from death, go to the flea market before three in the afternoon, stall number 7, and buy the seventh inkstone on the left-hand side. The seller's bottom price is 80, but the inkstone is worth 8 million.
After last night's ordeal, Fang Xiaocao inexplicably chose to believe.
She successfully bought an inkstone for a hundred dollars, and later discover it was indeed a imperial inkstone from the Qing Qianlong era, worthing 8 million!
Fang Xiaocao stood there, dumbfounded!
Following the message's instructions, she bought a second-hand car.
But little did she know, the guidance was linking her into a series of events that dragged out a murder case and a fortune worth two small goals.
Who on earth sent her the messages?
It's really her future self?
Or it's some kind of bizarre game?

I Received Messages From Future Self!

Fang Xiaocao dragged her exhausted body back to the Xintiandi Residence.


As she pushed open the door, there was a fleeting sense of returning from another lifetime.


The physical fatigue was just a minor episode.


However, the endless scheming, suspicion, and reasoning along the way left Fang Xiaocao so mentally drained she wanted to cry.


After changing out of her gear and hastily showering, Fang Xiaocao threw herself onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.


She seemed to have returned to the orphanage.


But waiting for her was not the kind director or the cool Zhi Qi, but that Scar-faced Monster called Gemini.


The Scar-faced Monster's deep voice echoed in her ears, giving Fang Xiaocao the sensation of plummeting into a dreamlike abyss.


"Betrayal and setbacks are merely spices of life. Who among the living has a continuous peace and ease?"


The Scar-faced Monster said in his raspy voice.


Chapter 96 Someone in the Living Room