In Director Lim’s brief words, there was a meaning that implied not to spread unnecessary rumors along with the fact that Taeseo and Yuri’s engagement was not true.
Seunghee, who was usually assertive in claiming the position of the future wife of Kangsun Group’s heir, was instantly turned into an absurd figure.
Her face turned crimson with embarrassment, Seunghee tightly bit her lips. The women who had been whispering about Seunghee exchanged glances and smiled gracefully at Director Lim.
“We’re sorry. We misunderstood.”
“You must have been concerned about baseless rumors. Oh dear, I’m glad we can clear this up now.”
“True. Who spread such baseless rumors? Why didn’t you say it wasn’t true earlier?”
“Responding to such absurdities one by one is impractical. Both Taeseo’s father and I have been busy. Taeseo has been busy studying.”
“Well…”
Except for Seunghee, the nine people nodded their heads and exchanged glances with shining eyes at Director Lim’s words. Seunghee, sitting alone in the midst of the warmth, held trembling hands as if she were in a world of her own.
“However, now Taeseo is also of age. I felt it necessary to speak up at least once, as it might be a problem if he happens to meet someone. But Director Jiseunghee, is there any discomfort?”
“…No, not at all.”
“I was waiting for Director Ji to deny it first. I thought that in such rumors, women might be more sensitive than men.”
“…Yes.”
“But it seems Director Ji and Chairman Cho are so polite that they wait for the right time quietly.”
“…Yes.”
“Since Director Ji is also here, this old man says it’s not bad for him to deny it first. Is that okay?”
“Yes, yes…”
Seunghee’s face, which was muttering as if lost in thought, had turned so pale that it was almost gray. However, except for Director Im Hongjin, no one paid attention to Seunghee’s complexion.
Now was the time to show off to Director Lim. It was better to put off mocking Seunghee, who usually played the role of a queen bee, until later.
Seunghee, sitting amidst those who ignored her, bit her lip to calm her rough breath.
Born as the daughter of a conglomerate, she had walked a flower path until becoming the head of the foundation as the owner of Hyunyang Construction. It was the first time she had been treated like a non-existent person, so she was bewildered.
“But, Director, are you not planning on having Taeseo get married? I’ve heard that Mr. Taeseo is handsome and well-mannered. Honestly, as a mother with a daughter, I have some ambitious desires.”
“Oh my, Director Song. Are you saying such things? Director, our daughter is finishing her overseas studies and returning this year. She majored in art history, but she says she wants to submit her resume to Kangsun Art Center even if it’s not related. I hope you can take a look if the opportunity arises.”
“Well… arranging meetings is something Taeseo will do on his own. I can only graciously welcome whoever Taeseo brings.”
“Oh my, you’re such a good mother-in-law. But what about Taeseo’s ideal type?”
Eyes coveting the vacant position of Kangsun Construction’s heir sparkled. In the midst of the commotion, Seunghee, who was barely holding onto her consciousness, was startled by the vibration from her handbag.
Secretary Choi, who had gone down to the countryside and decided on her whereabouts, contacted her. In a hurry, Seunghee took out her cellphone and checked the screen. Instead of the waiting Secretary Choi, Seunghee’s eyes contorted at the name of her husband.
“…I’m sorry. It’s an urgent call.”
As if to maintain manners at the art center, the women had put their phones on silent mode. Those women, who had been exchanging uncomfortable glances with Seunghee, now looked at her with displeasure.
“It’s okay.”
As if gesturing to go outside and answer the call comfortably, Director Lim signaled to Jiseunghee. Jiseunghee stood up holding her phone, using the excuse of taking her husband’s call to avoid the humiliating situation.
After the tea party, followed by lunch at a nearby restaurant, Seunghee finally left the place with her bag in tow. Any more lingering would only make her appearance more miserable. Disappearing like this might seem like running away and appear comical, but for Seunghee, this was the best option now. She could no longer hold her ground.
Seunghee, who left Dasil behind, forced herself to swallow the rising anger. After looking around, she reached a quiet corridor before accepting the call. She intended to inform her husband of the situation and unleash her anger at the same time.
“You, I’m―,”
―What on earth are you doing? Do you realize what time it is? Are you in your right mind or not?
Seunghee closed her eyes at the thunderous scolding coming through the phone. It didn’t bode well.
{What about the subcontractor’s employees? Did you confirm that they are all going abroad with their families? Yes. Okay. We’ll be there within 30 minutes.}
Jaein’s gaze, which had been watching Taeseo talking to Ted, now turned back to the tablet.
The headlines of articles related to the Hyunyang Foundation filled the tablet screen that Taeseo had shown earlier.
“This… When did you prepare all this?”
From the time I met him until now, during that short period, I couldn’t believe he had prepared all this. Taeseo, who finished the call with Ted, pulled Jaein’s hand and kissed her.
“This is why.”
He smirked and brushed his eyebrows with his ring finger as if showing off. It was a habit of men that appeared when deeply lost in thought or slightly anxious.
“It bothered me all along. There were times when I felt uncomfortable being called your son-in-law when I had no intention of getting married. But I also heard how Taeseo got involved in an engagement with Joyuri.”
Jaein briefly heard how Taeseo ended up entangled in a relationship with Joyuri. It was just a matter of exchanging words between grandfathers who had already passed away about 30 years ago, but Taeseo persistently sought the information, which was disgusting.
“I was deeply interested in corporate structure, revival, and mergers when I was studying… After inheriting the company from my solid grandfather about 30 years ago, I naturally became interested in Hyunyang Construction, which set up a money-laundering foundation and expanded its business, showing off outwardly but revealing its significant problems when examined closely. I collected related materials, expecting the end.”
“And you didn’t know this data would be used like this?”
“I didn’t expect to meet Yoon Jaein again.”
“Again?”
“Again. Because Yoon Jaein appeared in front of me.”
Recalling the time when he revealed himself at Kangsun Art Center, he nodded at Jaein’s reminder of his warning that he would make her look like his person if they made eye contact.
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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