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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 6

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      by — Harsh Demands The warm light of the studio still carried the faint scent of turpentine. Lu Wanheng's profile was just beginning to take shape on the paper. The ochre pigment on the tip of the brush sat on the edge of the paper, not yet having time to blend into the hazy texture of Wugang. Suddenly, the old phone on the corner of the desk erupted. The sharp ringing pierced the rare silence of the studio, causing Shen Zhiyi's hand to jerk violently. A sudden ink mark slashed across the center of the paper,…
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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 5

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      by — The moment the wooden door opened, warm yellow light wrapped in the faint scent of turpentine and watercolors rushed out, creating a sharp contrast with the damp, cold fog outside. Lu Wanheng looked up and immediately locked onto the portrait on the easel in the center of the studio, her footsteps instinctively halting. On the canvas, she stood in profile against the backdrop of the Wugang skyline half-hidden in thick fog. Cold gray tones defined the silhouette of her suit, the shoulder lines sharp and…
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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 4

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      by — Commonplace Fireworks Three hours after Lin Wei took the oil painting of the old pier, Shen Zhiyi pinned herself to her drawing desk. A brand-new imported canvas was stretched over the easel, its linen texture fine and smooth. The mink brush Lin Wei had left behind felt warm and sleek between her fingers, a world away from the worn-down brushes she had been using for the past six months. She pinned the profile sketch Lu Wanheng had selected next to the canvas. On her palette, she squeezed out cobalt…
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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 33

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      by — Fissures grow secretly In the private room of the Michelin restaurant in Wugang Financial Center, Lu Wanheng had just finished a three-hour project matchmaking meeting and was rubbing his brows tiredly.When the partner's representative stood up to say goodbye, she forced herself to stand up and say goodbye, with the rough touch of the contract paper still left on her fingertips.Shen Zhiyi was waiting in the cafe downstairs of the restaurant as agreed. She had just experienced a breakup in her original…
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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 32

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      by — Shen family shock In the cultural and creative district of Wugang Old Wharf, the warm breeze carries the salty smell of the sea water. The handicraft shops along the street are hung with a dazzling array of accessories. The sun shines through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.Shen Zhiyi held Lu Wanheng's hand, their fingertips intertwined, and their pace was slow. She had just come out of the illustration material store, holding a stack of custom-made drawing…
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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 31

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      by — Hidden eyebrows Winter nights in Fog Harbor are always wrapped in a damp and cold wind, and a thin layer of water mist condenses on the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the penthouse, dimming the lights on the river into blurry spots of light.Shen Zhiyi was lying on the painting table on the balcony, the tip of his pen hanging on the manuscript of the "Evening Thoughts" series. He did not drop it for a long time, but his eyes drifted towards the entrance hall unconsciously. The clock on the wall was…
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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 30

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      by — Standing proudly against the frost The phone vibrated in my pocket, and text messages from the bank system popped up one after another. The cold words were so painful that my eyes hurt: the account ××× under your name has been frozen, the payment stop has taken effect, the registration of real estate property rights restrictions has been completed, and the joint credit card limit has been cleared.Seven or eight accounts, three core properties, and all associated secondary cards were frozen by the…
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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 3

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      by — Watching Flowers Through the Fog Three hours after the black sedan left the old alley, there was still no sign of the thick fog dissipating. Instead, with the afternoon tide, it wrapped around Wugang even more densely. In Shen Zhiyi's studio, the faint scent of turpentine mingled with the salty dampness of the sea breeze, flowing slowly through the cramped space. She squatted before her easel, holding a small weasel-hair brush between her fingertips, meticulously detailing the halo of the lighthouse in…
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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 29

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      by — Strict order to return home The regular meeting of investment bank executives on Wednesday had just ended. Before Lu Wanheng could look through the new drawings sent by Shen Zhiyi from the studio, the special assistant knocked on the office door solemnly, placed a sealed brown paper bag on the table, and said in a very low voice: "Mr. Lu, the urgent mail just received from the same city has no sender. The front desk said it was delivered by hand. You'd better take a look now." Lu Wanheng's fingertips…
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      The Remaining Warmth Of Fog Harbor Chapter 28

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      by — Relatives approve When Lu Wanheng parked the car on the boulevard in the mid-level villa area, Shen Zhiyi's fingertips were still gently holding the skirt, and the light apricot knitted suit was pinched into shallow wrinkles.She turned her head and looked at the person beside her. Lu Wanheng was wearing a simple off-white suit. His expression was still calm, but the knuckles holding the steering wheel were slightly white. There was even a trace of imperceptible nervousness hidden in his usually calm…
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