In the team leader’s office, a silent stillness hung in the air, and only the sound of flipping papers could be heard.
Zing
As Minhyuk was reviewing documents, his attention shifted to the vibrating noise coming from the mobile phone placed next to the papers.
It was an unknown number, but Minhyuk answered without hesitation.
“Please speak.”
Taking the call, Minhyuk paused his hand flipping through the documents and reached for the tablet.
“…What did you say just now?”
As the man’s report through the phone grew longer, Minhyuk’s face gradually froze. Listening to the man’s report, Minhyuk raised his chin. The indifferent gaze quickly turned into a fiery one, and his lips twisted.
Soon, two pictures were sent to the tablet.
Minhyuk, with the mobile phone against his ear, checked the pictures with a chilling gaze upon hearing the man’s words about sending the photos. He clenched and released his fist.
The photos showed the side profile of a man wearing a white lightweight padded jacket.
Minhyuk could instantly recognize who it was without even looking at the man’s face in the photos.
Even from the silhouette, he could identify someone he didn’t like.
[A man presumed to be Kim Chan entered Madam’s friend’s house. Considering that he even entered the password himself, it seems like—]I don’t know what Kim Chan is doing, breaking into the house or pressing the doorbell at this time when it’s time for me to report.
This is why Dahyun had to assign someone.
Kim Chan, who hasn’t been seen for a few days, has finally returned.
“What do you want? Don’t move.”
[Kim Chan… Yes, I understand.]Stupid.
Minhyuk stopped himself from saying more, as opening his mouth any further might result in cursing.
[I’ll report after assessing the situation next time.]“You should report the way I want.”
Ending the call, Minhyuk wanted to rush straight to Kim Yul’s house where she was staying, but he couldn’t. He suppressed his anger and jealousy, gathering patience.
“Hah.”
Knowing he shouldn’t act hastily, especially when Dahyun is involved, Minhyuk felt that his desperate actions would only make her sick of him.
Clang
She is alone with Kim Chan. Even if they are outside, it would turn his stomach if they were alone. They are alone inside the house, which makes it worse.
Although he tried to calm his boiling anger with a deep breath, it was futile.
He logically knew that Kim Chan wouldn’t do anything to her, but emotionally, he lost his composure.
He shouldn’t go to her yet.
Dahyun frowned at the loud bell ringing, piercing her eardrums. At this point, she should open the door.
“Han Dahyun, sit. I’ll get it since I’m going to stand up.”
With the bell ringing incessantly, Chan clicked his tongue, got up from the sofa, and glanced at Dahyun. When she attempted to stand up, he stopped and, without moving, only turned his head to look at her.
“Who is it?”
“I don’t know. They pressed the bell so hard that I couldn’t see their face under the hat.”
Chan absentmindedly glanced at the intercom screen and abruptly turned off the power, disrupting the persistent ding-dong sound.
As the noise subsided, Dahyun finally got up. Calmly turning off the intercom, Chan returned to the sofa.
“Don’t we need to report this to the police?”
“They’ll handle it.”
“How do you know that?”
When Dahyun tilted her head with a puzzled expression, Chan looked at her intently, then ran his hands through his disheveled hair, emitting a deflated sound.
Still unaware of English, Dahyun looked at Chan with concern.
“Chan, did you perhaps get into an accident…? Is that why you came back home?”
“What?”
Chan, who was ruffling his hair with his hands, questioned her absurd concern.
“Was the person who rang the bell someone you know?”
However, even before Chan could say anything, Dahyun was already taking it seriously. It seemed odd to worry about others when her own situation was more serious.
Knowing her gentle nature, always concerned about others even in her own serious situation, made him wonder how she had lived in the world until now.
“How do you end up thinking like that?”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
Thinking that she might have misunderstood why he suddenly came home, he didn’t think the person causing the disturbance was sent by him.
Does Minhyuk really think he sent someone smoothly?
Dahyun questioned him as persistently now as before.
Does she know that the man in the hat is the person her husband sent?
As Chan reached home, he vaguely guessed from the subtly trailing gaze that he was the person Minhyuk had assigned to Dahyun.
“Dumb.”
Why is it that no matter how memories come back, it’s always the same?
Dahyun felt Chan was looking at her as if she were a fool.
“First, I need to contact Yul.”
Chan stopped Dahyun, who had picked up her cellphone.
“No need to. I already contacted Kim Yul. She knows I’m coming today.”
Ah, Yul knows.
Right, Dahyun muttered to herself and didn’t let go of the cellphone.
“I heard something, but don’t come. That’s what Yul said.”
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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