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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!

Tom, accompanied by Feng Yi to Feng Ten, safeguarded Ye Lingchen and Yu Tianqi and arrived at the airport, preparing to take the earliest flight, flying directly to Beijing.


Sitting in the waiting hall, Tom pulled out a note that Fang Xiaocao had given him right before departure.


He pocketed the note and immediately stood up.


"Where are you going, Butler Tom?" Ye Lingchen asked curiously.


He had seen Tom's reaction to the note quite clearly.


And he was naturally curious about where Tom was heading.


"I'm going to pick someone up," Tom replied with a smile.


"You ten, protect Prince Ye well," Tom instructed the Phoenix Clan members.


The members of the Phoenix Clan had no thoughts of their own.


But they could understand simple commands.


Now, with Fang Xiaocao not around, they naturally obeyed Tom's orders, circling Ye Lingchen and the others closely to prevent anyone from approaching.


Chapter 441 Multiple Deployments