Yura’s hand, initially raised to push him away, had already fallen limply. As Lee Hyun softly stirred inside her mouth, Yura trembled with the sensation wrapping around her body. She wholly accepted Lee Hyun’s kiss in this strange, new world.
As Sejin gazed at the Songlim Art Center office, deep anger filled his eyes.
He felt utterly manipulated by Baek Jin Ho and Jin Yura’s cunning. The thought that they had put him at ease with work excuses while plotting such an elaborate scheme behind his back made his hands shake with rage.
One morning, as he was preparing to go to the practice room, Sejin heard shocking news from Jin Woo.
“Brother, it seems Team Leader Jin Yura is getting married.”
“What?”
Startled, Sejin dropped the coat he was holding and urgently questioned.
“What do you mean she’s getting married? Where did you hear that?”
“I heard it at Songlim. She’s marrying someone quite significant. That’s all everyone is talking about.”
If the employees at Songlim were talking about it, it was likely not a lie. But to think she was secretly preparing for marriage all this time.
“Ah, really with that guy.”
For a moment, a crazed light flashed in Sejin’s eyes. He regretted not acting more swiftly.
On the day I was at the practice room, I overheard Yura’s phone call, which mentioned her marriage to Lee Hyun. It seemed like her father had found out late and was fuming. She didn’t confirm it, but that call had been on my mind ever since.
Now that it’s confirmed, I was beside myself with anger. Regardless of the season, I impulsively pushed a vase of bright red roses off the table.
“Brother, are you okay? You’re not hurt, are you?”
Startled by the loud crash, Jin Woo rushed over. With a worried look, he glanced back and forth between the mess on the floor and me.
“Just forget about her, okay?”
“Shut up! What do you know?”
I shoved Jin Woo, who was annoyingly trying to advise me, picked up my coat from the floor, and left the room.
“Brother, where are you going? I’ll drive…”
Ignoring Jin Woo’s earnest plea, I got behind the wheel and headed towards Songlim. However, I couldn’t go in right away and sat in the car, trying to calm my boiling anger.
Yura had only accompanied me to the practice room twice. Baek Jin Ho had asked for understanding, saying Yura couldn’t accompany me to the practice room for a while due to pressing issues with concert planning. It seemed fishy, but it was a work issue, and it was just for a while, so I decided to bear with it.
Now that I know it wasn’t a work issue, I’m unbearably furious. Thinking how I was fooled by that sly Baek Jin Ho twisted my guts.
Determined not to let this slide, I got out of the car and headed towards the planning team. As I reached the elevator in the lobby, I saw Yura with other employees from the planning team just as they exited the elevator.
Yura was the first to greet me.
“Hello, Pianist Oh Sejin.”
“Hello, Team Leader Jin.”
The employees respectfully bowed and made way. Without hesitation, I asked Yura for a talk.
“Can I have a moment of your time?”
“If you have something to say, please discuss it with the representative.”
Yura clearly drew a line.
“Let’s talk about us.”
I stepped forward and whispered softly.
“I have nothing to say to you.”
As I raised my voice slightly, showing no intention of backing down, Yura’s expression hardened slightly. I didn’t want to do it this way, but she left no room for discussion.
“Then, let’s talk outside.”
Yura said as she stepped outside the building.
Yura led me to a corner of a café, away from the eyes of her colleagues.
The moment I saw her, I sensed she had something to say about her marriage. Before even taking a sip of tea, I threw the expected question at her.
“Are you really getting married?”
It was too obvious a question to be surprising.
“Yes.”
“Yura, think again.”
Sejin’s reaction was almost comical, similar to the last time. I couldn’t understand why he was so sensitive about my marriage when our relationship had ended five years ago.
“Congratulate me. Then I’ll listen. If not, I don’t need your unnecessary meddling.”
“Jin Yura. You’ll…”
It should be clear by now. I ruthlessly cut off Sejin’s repetitive speech.
“I’ve told you clearly. It’s not your business to meddle. Whatever the outcome of this marriage, it’s my judgment and my decision.”
Sejin’s eyes flashed as he spoke in a low, almost threatening tone.
“You’ll regret it.”
At the word “regret,” Yura couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh.
It almost sounded like he was regretting the time he chose the piano over her. As she curled her lips in derision, a shadow fell over Yura’s head, and a sharp voice cut through.
“If you continue here, you’ll be the one regretting it.”
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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