“Are you sure?”
“Yes. It was Yoon Jae In. It’s been almost 10 years, but I’m sure. Does her face look common? She’s become even more beautiful. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.”
Jae Hoon sighed deeply, groaning. Hearing about his first love, whom he had to give up on 8 years ago, he was now on the brink of excitement and anticipation, which rushed over him like a tidal wave.
“You bastard, you’re going to lose your mind if you keep this up. But are you going to be okay? Aren’t you going to be chased away again? Well, it’s probably a bit easier with your boss bedridden?”
“…Shut up.”
Jae Hoon glared fiercely at the snickering man.
The first time Jae Hoon saw Jae In was when he was in high school. He had accompanied his mother to a fundraising night hosted by the Hyeon Yang Foundation.
He wasn’t particularly interested in the students playing their instruments on stage. Even when the gayageum performance of Jo Yu Ri, the daughter of the foundation’s chairman Ji Seung Hee, ended, he remained indifferent.
“My, our Yu Ri is really skilled. She won a silver prize in the last concours. Truly remarkable. Of all the performances tonight, I was most moved by Yu Ri’s.”
“Thank you for saying so. That’s all for our instrumental talent. From now on, we’ll be featuring our dance talents. Please stay until the end and encourage and support the children.”
“Oh, of course. How could I not contribute to such a good cause.”
Casting his gaze onto the stage from where his mother was conversing with Ji Seung Hee was a natural course. That was when eighteenyearold Yoon Jae In appeared on stage.
“My goodness, that girl…”
“Yes, she’s one of the children we’re actively supporting at the Hyeon Yang Foundation. Isn’t she lovely? And she’s talented too, so we’re looking forward to her future.”
Bathed in the spotlight in the dark, Jae In had a captivating allure. Her gaze, watching her own gracefully outstretched fingertips, was intoxicating.
Jae Hoon found himself gazing at Jae In, unaware that his mouth was slightly agape.
The pure white dance costume she was wearing faded into a soft pink as it descended. It was different from typical Hanbok.
The sleek material of the Korean dance costume, which dropped smoothly without flare, rustled lightly every time Jae In moved.
Her posture was like a blooming flower. Every time Jae In’s flexible and beautiful body line was revealed beyond her fluttering hem, Jae Hoon had to swallow his dry spit.
“Anyway, since I gave you the information, send some kids to the party this time. Among your new girl group members, there’s one that’s my type.”
“…They’re still young.”
Jae Hoon, reminiscing about his first encounter with Jae In, frowned.
“What does it matter? They’re not minors. Hey, it’s Yoon Jae In. The Yoon Jae In you said you couldn’t live without. If you respond like this, I’d be disappointed.”
After some thought, Jae Hoon nodded.
For the past 8 years, he had been suppressing his feelings and longing for Jae In. After earning his grandfather’s approval and establishing a solid foundation, he had planned to find her somehow.
He thought it was about time. But as if she had been waiting, the news of Jae In’s reappearance, like fate, could not be anything but welcome.
“But why did she come as Kang Tae Seo’s partner?”
“…What?”
Caught off guard by the unexpected news, Jae Hoon’s eyes hardened, his brows furrowing deeply.
“Do you know Kang Tae Seo of Kang Sun Group? He should be the current head of Kang Sun Construction, right? That old geezer’s odd too. Why did he make his son, who he sent to study abroad at great expense, only the head of Kang Sun Construction? There were better positions.”
“Forget about Kang Tae Seo. You’re saying Jae In was Kang Tae Seo’s partner?”
“Ah, right. That’s right. Kang Tae Seo was holding her hand, you know?”
“What did you just say……”
Jae Hoon’s expression hardened menacingly. However, the man did not care and kept blabbering.
“But wasn’t Kang Tae Seo supposed to marry Jo Yu Ri? You know Jo Yu Ri, right? For years, Jo Yu Ri has been bragging with her nose in the air that she’s the daughterinlaw of the Kang Sun Group. Is Jo Yu Ri now discarded?”
“……”
“If things go well, we might see something hilarious. Anyway, I’m leaving? I’ll let my secretary know the date of the party on my way out! Please arrange it!”
As the man swaggered off, Jae Hoon clenched his fist. His trembling fist soon banged down hard on the armrest of the sofa.
It’s Kang Tae Seo.
Hearing the voice of the man who happily answered his call, she felt relieved. Jae In slowly opened her eyes which had been closed. The world, which had been spinning, had finally regained its shape.
……Jae In?
As the silence stretched, Tae Seo called out to her. Jae In counted numbers in her mind, slowing her breathing.
“Yes, it’s Yoon Jae In.”
Sigh…
It was impossible to tell whether the drowsy breath she heard over the phone was a sigh, or a chuckle. All the same, it was pleasant to hear.
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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