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I Received Messages From Future Self!

"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?

Your fatty · 现代言情
分數不夠
338 Chs

Chapter 212 Investigating Wan Xiaozhou

Tom faked a passionate battlefield and smiled contentedly, glanced at the watch on his wrist, just in time for the meeting he had set up with Princess Your Highness.

After one last room check to ensure he hadn't left anything behind, Tom helped Wan Xiaozhou to his feet and supported him as they exited the room.

They descended the stairs, approaching the hotel's front desk.

He looked at the sleazy middle-aged man with panda eyes.

A smile curled the corners of Tom's mouth.

Tom knew this sleazy middle-aged man must've been terrified by his laughter last night, too afraid to even close his eyes, worried that Tom would come down to silence him, hence the heavy dark circles.

Tom dropped the room card and gave the sleazy uncle another meaningful smile before leaving with Wan Xiaozhou.

At that familiar smile, the sleazy man jumped, he really did jump from fright.

Hearing the commotion behind him, Tom smiled slightly.