The night that faded from memory.
Overwhelmed by his emotions after Sori kissed him again while intoxicated, Seo Hyun Woo felt his rationality crumbling.
At the moment their lips touched.
The warm temperature, the soft texture, and the subtle scent melted the usually cold rationality of Seo Hyun Woo like molten iron.
He thought it was all wrong to try and put things in order right then. In fact, he wondered what the point of any order was.
How could he resist embracing this mischievous puppy?
He held her close in his embrace, wanting to cherish her more than anyone else in the world.
He wanted to love her freely, even if clumsily.
He wished for her to be truly happy within the confines of his world, Seo Hyun Woo.
These desires blossomed in his heart during that brief moment their lips met.
He leaned in to kiss her a few more times, then whispered in her ear.
“Yoo Sori.”
You know I like you, right? You’re doing this knowing all that?
Realizing she was more of a cunning fox than a cute puppy, he continued to gaze down at her, still bound by her embrace.
Feeling a surge of blood flow, he was gripped by instinct, but he had no intention of taking advantage of the drunken Sori.
He buried his nose in her soft nape, taking a deep breath, which only made the situation more precarious.
Then suddenly, she opened her eyes.
Sori’s brown eyes captured his entire face.
“Honey…?”
He laughed softly when her drowsy voice called him ‘honey.’
“Huh?” He gently responded.
As he gently stroked her cheek with his thumbs, her eyes narrowed into a smile.
Struck by the beauty of her smiling eyes, Hyun Woo instinctively pressed his lips to her eye corners.
“Why are you laughing so much, you sly one?”
Though she seemed out of it, her eyes stayed open for a while.
They did seem a bit heavy but not completely shut.
Overwhelmed by emotion, he couldn’t hold back and spilled out his heart’s desire.
“Let’s do this right, if we are to do it.”
“…”
“Starting from a real relationship.”
“…”
“Starting now.”
To her silent response, he spoke with firm resolve.
“Yoo Sori is my girlfriend.”
Sori’s lips slowly curved into a smile as she softly murmured in agreement, closing her eyes as if savoring a pleasant dream.
“This isn’t a dream, Yoo Sori.”
Her face held a soft, warm smile for quite a while after hearing his voice.
“So remember this when you wake up.”
The strength gradually left her arms that were wrapped around Hyun Woo’s neck.
She seemed to be drifting back to sleep.
“Sleep well. Don’t dream of anything unreal.”
With a faint smile, Hyun Woo leaned down and gently pressed his lips to her cheek in a goodnight kiss.
Up to this point, it was somewhat of a romance.
The real issue emerged afterwards.
Buzzing.
Buzzing.
That incessant buzzing.
Meanwhile, at the NS Surgery Department.
The department was noticeably disordered on days when Sori was late or absent. Pens and books lay scattered, with no one to tidy them up. The floors weren’t swept, and the meeting table wasn’t wiped clean.
The area around the computers was cluttered with empty snack wrappers and drink cans.
Additionally, yesterday’s leftover sushi box and wooden chopsticks given by Sori were still strewn about on the meeting table, left by Eun Seok and Jong Woo who had pulled an all-nighter.
Se Hun, the head of the department who had just returned from surgery, furrowed his brow in displeasure.
“Hey, what’s this mess in the department? It looks like a garbage dump. Clean up after eating!”
The department was in disarray as soon as he opened the door. Surprisingly, Se Hun valued cleanliness.
“Sori isn’t here today,” Eun Seok, a third-year resident with bloodshot eyes, responded as he was writing surgery records.
“Yeah, things only get organized when Sori is here. She can’t miss even a day. Ah, I miss Yoo Sori already.”
“Resident Yoo will tidy everything up when she arrives,” Jong Woo, a second-year resident, added while munching on snacks.
“Is Yoo Sori the janitor of this department?”
This deep, impactful voice wasn’t Se Hun’s. Eun Seok and Jong Woo, sitting at their computers, were startled and turned around.
Behind Se Hun stood a much taller man.
It was Seo Hyun Woo.
“Professor, you’re here.”
Se Hun and the two residents stood up quickly and bowed in greeting.
Hyun Woo’s expression was colder than ever.
Especially his sudden stern look suggested that someone might have made a mistake, making the residents more respectful and cautious.
Hyun Woo’s eyes narrowed as he witnessed the unusual scene in the department, a stark contrast to its usual cleanliness.
Especially the sushi box on the table was irksome.
Though it wasn’t his place to meddle, he couldn’t just let it go.
“I asked if Yoo Sori is the janitor of this department.”
His voice carried a sense of authority.
Despite his personality, no one thought he was favoring Sori.
The comments made by Gi Tae had completely dispelled any doubts that day.
“We’re sorry.”
“We’ll clean it up right away.”
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?
——
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!”
——
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…
——
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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