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      Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 18

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      by — Chapter 18 Butterfly Hairpin’s Hidden Markings, New Threads in an Old Case The moment Jiang Zhuo’s fingertip touched the jade hairpin, the system prompt sounded clearly: Jiang Zhuo’s eyes narrowed instantly. Zhou Jingshan again. This jade hairpin was actually related to the Zhou family, and the time it was lost coincided exactly with the period when Zhou Jingshan was framed and suffered a stroke. This was no coincidence. He picked up the jade hairpin and examined it closely against the…
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      Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 17

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      by — Chapter 17 The warm sun falls in the eyes, and I don’t recognize him for the first time. Jiang Zhuo saw off the old collector who was full of praise. As soon as he turned around, he heard a clear and somewhat urgent voice coming through the noisy crowd: "Grandma, please walk slowly. There are many people here, so be careful." He subconsciously looked up. Under the light at the entrance of the venue, a young man wearing a white sweatshirt was carefully supporting an old lady with gray hair.The man is…
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      Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 16

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      by — Chapter 16: The Exchange Fair Opens, A Narrow Encounter The venue for the South City Antique Exchange Fair was set up in the ground floor hall of the Municipal Stadium. On opening day, just as dawn was breaking, collectors and stall owners began entering the venue in succession. The hall was bustling with people, shouts and bargaining echoing back and forth. The air was a mix of the ink scent of Xuan paper, the metallic smell of bronze, and the fragrance of aged wood, creating a lively scene. By the…
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      Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 15

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      by — Chapter 15: Undercurrents Before the Exchange Fair With only three days left until the South City Antique Exchange Fair, a restless energy permeated the air of Antique Street. Every shop was busy inventorying their treasures, preparing to make an appearance at the fair. Only the entrance of Xianyun Studio bore a wooden sign reading "Closed for Rectification," yet this did not stop the constant stream of people coming to inquire. Jiang Zhuo had just placed the last restored blue-and-white porcelain vase…
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      Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 14

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      by — Chapter 14 Reorganizing Xianyun Zhai As dusk settled, Wang Youde rushed over with several old merchants from Antique Street, carrying brooms, wooden planks, and hemp ropes. "Jiang kid, are you alright?" Wang Youde yelled as soon as he entered, and seeing the mess in the room, he stomped his feet in distress. "These damned people, they hit too hard!" The other old merchants also sighed, comforting Jiang Zhuo in a flurry of voices: "Boss Jiang is young and promising, that Tiger guy is just jealous."…
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      Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 13

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      by — The next day around noon, Jiang Zhuo had just seen off a customer who had come for an appraisal when his phone vibrated. It was a message from Lu Chen, containing a compressed file and a brief sentence: The password is 19490815. Jiang Zhuo's heart leaped. He immediately closed the door of Xianyun Studio, returned to the counter, and plugged the USB drive into his portable laptop. As he typed the string of numbers, his fingertips trembled slightly, a rare occurrence. The moment the compressed file…
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      Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 12

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      by — Chapter 12 Night Raid on the Underground Warehouse The night was as dark as ink. The Abandoned Factory Area in East City was overgrown with weeds, and only a few rusty streetlights cast fragmented, dim yellow light in the cold wind. Jiang Zhuo and Lu Chen parked their car a kilometer away in a small grove. Both had changed into dark clothing and moved lightly, weaving through the waist-high weeds. Lu Chen held a hand-drawn map, his fingertip resting on the location marked with a red cross: "The warehouse…
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      Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 11

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      by — Chapter 11 Tiger’s Test The next morning, the sky was just beginning to lighten, and a thin layer of frost still clung to the flagstones of Antique Street. The moment the door of Xianyun Studio was pulled open just a crack, the sound of deliberately muffled footsteps echoed from the alley entrance. Jiang Zhuo paused, his fingertips resting on the door panel, his eyes chilling slightly. He didn't rush to open the door, instead peering out through the gap. A black van was parked at the alley entrance,…
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      Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 10

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      by — Chapter 10 The Secret in the Manila Envelope When Jiang Zhuo returned to Xianyun Studio, the night was already thick and impenetrable. He locked the shop door and pulled the rolling shutter halfway down, leaving only a dim yellow desk lamp lit. He pulled the manila envelope from his inner pocket and placed it on the glass counter, his fingertips tracing the rough paper as his eyes darkened. Hidden within this envelope was half of Zhou Jingshan's reputation, and the key to exposing Scarface Qi's dark…
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      Xianyu And Protagonist A Are Together Chapter 62

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      by — Chapter 62 End of text I have everything because... After putting down the phone, the corners of Gu Man's mouth suddenly flattened, and a dark light appeared in his eyes. The nerve pain became more and more painful, but her thoughts became clearer. She frowned and thought quietly. What exactly does Wen Wen mean by that sentence? How did she know that scum? What happened three years ago? Gu Man knew in her heart that all this must be related to her, but no matter how much she thought about it, there…
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