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Chapter 114: The Matchmaker

The reluctant laughter of General Manager Yang when he left eventually affected Wang Chuan's mood. Wang Chuan was deeply infected without realizing it. When he was walking with Chen Lian's hand, he suddenly became absent-minded.

"My husband, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Lian found something was wrong with Wang Chuan and asked worriedly.

"Ah, nothing."

Wang Chuan was called out by Chen Lian, came to his senses and said.

"Or why, let's go back. I see that my husband needs rest."

Chen Lian was still worried about Wang Chuan's condition and advised him.

Wang Chuan was not in the mood to walk any further, so he nodded and agreed with Chen Lian's intention.

After returning home and washing up, Wang Chuan lay on the bed and wanted to sleep. Chen Lian had just cleaned up, turned off the light and took off his clothes, lay down beside Wang Chuan, and said quietly: "My husband came back today, and he was a little unconscious. I wonder if he was sad for the beheading in Shenwu Square. The wife of the servants do not understand any major issues, but at least they also know that those people were sentenced to death. They should die if they committed a heinous crime. The husband is kind-hearted, but there is no need to be sad for them."

"You are just sensible."

Wang Chuan heard Chen Lian comforting himself and couldn't help but chuckled. He stroked Chen Lian's shoulders, was silent for a while, and said, "I have some insomnia tonight. You can play a song with me to sleep."

Chen Lian's petite body paused for a moment, but suddenly turned up and said in a faint voice: "I only think that my husband is in a depressed mood and has no worries. But I didn't think about my husband... my husband..."

Wang Chuan: "?????"

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The next morning, Wang Chuan went out after breakfast, and went to Liusanmen to order Mao, and then went out to patrol the streets with his colleagues. When he patroled the streets to Liuxiang, Wang Chuan said that there was something wrong and asked his colleagues to leave first. The colleagues threw Wang Chuan an ambiguous look and walked quickly. Wang Chuan wanted to catch them and kick them one by one without having time.

Han Jie'er's kiln is at the edge of Liu Lane. It is said to be a kiln, which was also a name that has been continued long ago. Nowadays, Huajie Liu Lane, Yuanyao Building, is not a small building with red lights or colorful silk decoration? It seems to be rustic but luxurious. On the earth of another lifetime, it looks like a well-known brand. There is absolutely no objection to it when hung a "Chinese time-honored brand".

Early in the morning, the temperature of the sun had not yet risen, and shops on both sides of the Qinglong River were still closed.

The sign hanging on Han Jie'er's store is "Cai Kiln", which is simple and casual, without any artistic conception, and is simply incomparable to the Huajie Tower Sign. If you don't know that people will not be able to hear the name of this store, you may not be able to hear the name of this store. I guess it is a kiln that makes colored porcelain.

The door of the Cai Kiln was also closed, and behind the door was silent. I think at this time, the sisters in the kiln were still resting. Wang Chuan walked forward and knocked on the door vigorously.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Unexpectedly, after just a few knocks, someone started to scream in the door.

"Who? Who? It doesn't stop people from calming down early in the morning, is it over? You don't sleep, but I'm still sleeping!"

Han Jie'er's voice drifted quickly with a string of tiny footsteps, and stopped behind the door.

As soon as the door "creaked", a beautiful face revealed. But as soon as the door opened, the expression on the charming face changed and he started to laugh.

"Oh, I'm talking about who it is? The relationship is the king. I invite you to our kiln on weekdays, but you won't come to you. Why did you come to your house by yourself today? Could it be that you are angry with the little beauties in your family? Come on, Sister Han helps you get angry."

When Han Jie'er said that, she put her hand on Wang Chuan's arm and pulled Wang Chuan in.

Wang Chuan smiled helplessly and followed Sister Han in and said, "Jie Han has been busy all night and I have just had a rest. I'm really sorry."

"What are you disturbing? Sister, what else can I do?"

Han Jie'er complained helplessly, "Constable Wang has been busy with all kinds of things. He has been back in Beijing for so long, but he hasn't seen me at a glance. I'm afraid I didn't notice me. It's been a long time since I opened."

"I've been busy with some cases these days, but I really didn't have time to pay attention."

Wang Chuan said strangely, "But Sister Han, you have always had a good business here. I see that your store is clean and not so, why didn't it open for several days?"

When Han Jie'er heard Wang Chuan ask this question, she suddenly became angry, and her beautiful face was filled with evil spirits. She said indignantly: "The Constable Wang doesn't know anything. More than a month ago, eight or nine young people came to my small kiln. Those young people are young and rich, young and strong, and they are crazy when playing. I am impressed. But I heard that they were arrested not long after, and they have not come out of the prison yet. Later, half a month later, a group of people from the Jianghu came to my small kiln and said that the eight major sects were from the eight major sects. We brought the eight or nine minor scammers here to the Jianghu. Only then did I learn that the eight or nine little scammers were actually young heroes in the Jianghu! Those people in the Jianghu were so unreasonable that they actually smashed me! Please take a look at the tables, chairs, stools, and carved stairs. I have just replaced the new ones? I have been busy reinstalling the store these days, so where can I open the door to welcome guests?"

"This is actually happening?!"

Wang Chuan widened his eyes, "Then why didn't you report to the official?"

"Report to the official? If you treat others, I will naturally report to the official."

Han Jie'er put her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes, and there seemed to be murderous intentions in the gaps in her eyes. "But they are people in the world, I won't play official tricks with them. Let's follow the world and don't give me an explanation. I'll let them know that we are not easy to share with each other."

Wang Chuan: “…”

Why does this sound so awkward?

Han Jie'er said: "There have been arrangements these days, and I have also found out where the Eight Sects are in the capital. They are still dealing with the head of the Eight Sects in the capital, but they have not left. Then my mother took the sisters in the kiln over there, blocked the door of the place where he settled, smashed their son to play with me, and made a good statement when he got into prison and found a relationship, so that everyone in the world knows. Let's see how their Eight Sects have the best reputation in the world in the future!"

Wang Chuan: “…”

How could I suspect that what I said just now was awkward? The sister in the kiln was indeed terrible!

"I won't talk about anything else. Constable Wang will sit down first, and I will make a pot of tea with Constable Wang."

After Han Jie'er complained, she pulled Wang Chuan to the table and sat down, and wanted to make tea.

Wang Chuan stopped Han Jie'er and said, "No need, Han Jie'er, I'll come here and say hello today, and leave after asking. Let's talk about the details later."

"What's the matter? You don't really want me to use it, right?"

Han Jie'er let out a string of jealous smiles and then flirted her hand towards Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan hurriedly grabbed Han Jie'er's hand and said, "Sister, don't make trouble, I'm talking about serious business. Are there anyone in our kiln who wants to quit? You can be older, but don't be too old - and you have to be able to give birth. I can talk to her about marriage."
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