Cha Doha’s engagement date has been set.
Yeeun, tightly sealing her trembling lips, set down the wine glass and the dessert plate. The sound of the glass hitting the coaster scratched the quiet space.
Her fingertips seemed to tremble a bit.
Observing her in silence, Chairman Cha Jisub started speaking.
“We don’t usually see such things, but it seems ST saw Doha’s horoscope. They say he has to engage with that family’s daughter on November 16th for a safe marriage.”
Chairman Cha Jisub, who had once been benevolent, had lost that demeanor and more. His cold ash-gray eyes exuded not only indifference but also cruelty.
“Do you understand what you need to do, Team Leader Seo?”
The discreet proposal, secretly brought to her in a secluded place, was quite burdensome. Chairman Cha Jisub’s intention, mentioning Cha Doha’s engagement date along with a scheduled surgery, was clear. Yeeun, who couldn’t answer, found it amusing. Staring at her intently, he conveyed his intentions more explicitly.
“Persuade Doha and place him at the engagement ceremony.”
Her role had always been like this.
To stand Doha by Jinyuhee’s side using her hands.
“Then, on that day, we can proceed with my mother’s surgery.”
Her role was always that—make Doha pretty until he became hers, just as Jinyuhee requested.
It shouldn’t be this way, but the pain inside her chest was piercing. Chairman Cha Jisub’s expression, now colder, seemed to scrutinize even her inner pain.
“What’s your answer?”
“I understand, Chairman.”
Since the beginning, it had been a task with such a purpose, and in return, she decided to save her own life.
So, she tried not to give her heart to Doha.
Even though her heart had already left, it hurt, but at least she wouldn’t become miserable as long as it wasn’t revealed.
“I’ll try my best.”
Watching Yeeun, who answered calmly, Chairman Cha Jisub spoke again.
“One more thing.”
Realizing that this time, Chairman Cha Jisub’s words were indeed crucial, she looked into his eyes, which had become firmer.
Then, his subsequent words made it clear that, despite her attempts to remain composed, Yeeun could no longer do so.
“I think one son outside our Cha family is enough.”
One hour after responding to Chairman Cha Jisub’s call, which had been secretly conveyed to her, she endured eating the food brought by women in hanboks.
Since he holds her lifeline, she needed to look good in front of him. However, in reality, because he was Cha Doha’s grandfather, she wanted to appear pleasing.
Thus, she ate the food, so heavily burdened with a topic she couldn’t even taste. And now, those foods were causing severe pain, entangling inside her small stomach.
“While an offspring between them shouldn’t happen, if, by any chance, it does…”
She suppressed the rising nausea.
“That child will be raised by Doha’s future wife.”
A child born outside, a child between the two, Doha’s wife.
Each word listed touched upon Yeeun’s vital organs.
“So……”
“There won’t be such a thing.”
She couldn’t tolerate it anymore.
“I understand what you’re saying, Chairman.”
It felt like her heart was being stabbed. A blunt blade had deeply pierced her chest, densely packed with Doha.
“So, you don’t need to say more.”
Suppressing the urge to vomit, Yeeun rose from her seat with a chilly smile.
“I think I should leave since the lunchtime is over. I have to go into Persona this afternoon.”
Although her mind was spinning as if all the blood had drained from it, Yeeun, without showing any signs, calmly left her seat.
The afternoon with Doha became somewhat resentful.
Intae recently started working in delivery.
It was because he couldn’t burden Yeeun with everything.
Today, Intae, who finished his delivery job late, was a bit late for the appointment time.
Although he suggested they meet first and ended up being late, the other party didn’t blame him.
Without saying a word, they continued their meal quietly.
It was said to be Cha Doha, the Head of Strategic Planning at Hanju Group.
No matter where he went, Intae, who couldn’t be overlooked in terms of appearance, had an outstanding face and physique.
Without relying on a framework, his body was one that could never be created through exercise alone.
His elegant manner of quietly eating conveyed charisma even in the lower eyelid.
It was undoubtedly the appearance of the future leader of Hanju Group.
That’s why it was more of a problem.
Why would a man like him be with Yeeun? What does he want?
“My sister…”
His sister might be pretty, intelligent, and outstanding in every aspect, but she couldn’t be compared to him.
“She’s a good kid.”
Even if Cha Doha, the grandson of Hanju Group Chairman Cha Jisub, sincerely held feelings for Yeeun, it couldn’t be allowed.
He knew best that Yeeun wouldn’t be warmly received in such a family.
Moreover, whether it was a rumor or not, Cha Doha was involved in a scandal with Kim Haeri.
It was evident that if he got involved with this man, Yeeun would be hurt.
“I don’t want Yeeun to get hurt.”
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
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But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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