“Mr. Tae Seo, I…”
Could she have caught the flicker of regret in his eyes? When she felt a bit of bitterness mingling with the man’s smile, he quickly erased it, presenting a polite and gentle smile.
“We’ve come to see the paintings.”
“…….”
“Let’s talk over wine after we’ve seen all the paintings, us.”
Could she afford to be a little greedier for time with this man? Could she extend these moments, which would seem like a dream in the future, just a bit longer? Yoon Jae In, unable to respond, was led by the hand by Tae Seo.
Before long, the door to the art center opened, and a staff member who recognized him approached. With a few words from him, the staff member headed towards a bench in the garden. It seemed that Tae Seo was going to retrieve the gift he had jokingly referred to as a bribe.
“It’s bulky, so let’s leave it here and pick it up later. Give me your coat.”
Nodding her head, Jae In allowed him to help her off with her coat. After Tae Seo entrusted his own coat to the staff, he extended one arm slightly towards Jae In.
“Let’s go, to see the paintings.”
Following his gesture, Jae In hooked her arm through Tae Seo’s. As the handsome couple walked into the warm space, people’s eyes followed them.
“Who would think of the chairman as a sexagenarian? You’d believe it if she was called Yu Ri’s older sister.”
“Really. What’s the secret? Which beauty salon do you visit?”
The birthday party continued in a warm and friendly atmosphere. Ji Seung Hee smiled at those who offered her congratulations.
“But at this happy occasion, the prospective son-in-law is nowhere to be seen. Tae Seo must be busy?”
“No matter how busy, it’s his future mother-in-law’s sixtieth birthday…….”
“Oh, if he’s busy, it can’t be helped. But he must have sent a gift, right? Chairman Ji, please show off a little. Everyone is envious of the son-in-law candidate Tae Seo, let’s see your taste.”
Despite the sudden change of topic, Seung Hee did not lose her composed smile.
“I’m not the only one here with a child getting married……. As much as I want to boast, please understand.”
Graciously expressing her refusal, Seung Hee moved to Yu Ri’s side, who was only watching the stairs leading from the entrance to the garden.
“Again. Your nails.”
“Ah, yes.”
Yu Ri curled her jagged, bitten nails into her fist as Seung Hee pointed them out.
“When did he say he would come?”
“…….”
Seung Hee reached out to hold Yu Ri’s hand, who was clearly waiting for Tae Seo, her hand cold and clammy. Annoyed by her daughter’s nervousness, she clicked her tongue.
If only the father-in-law would step in to call in the future son-in-law, Kang Tae Seo. Dae Hoon seemed intoxicated with the sense of victory from securing more than half the votes from the residents of Hwami Apartment for the reconstruction bid.
The manner in which he exchanged drinks and loud laughter with the guests seemed a bit more exuberant than usual.
Recently, because she was concerned, she had asked her husband about Yoon Jae In. At that time, Dae Hoon had frowned and told her not to waste time worrying about useless things and to prepare their daughter’s wedding well.
“Who wants to worry out of their own will? If you just properly control that kid, there would be no problem!”
“I have my thoughts. So you and Yu Ri should stop causing a fuss.”
“Could it really be that she has come to Korea? Tell me straight.”
It was the day she had grabbed her husband, raving with imagination.
Though she thought it unlikely given her husband’s cold nature, she couldn’t suppress her anxiety. It was because of the jealousy and inferiority Seung Hee had harbored towards Yoon Se Na and subsequently towards Yoon Jae In, who resembled Se Na so much.
“Is it you who told that kid to come to Korea? Why, because you can’t stand it, seeing your daughter, who’s pretty like her mother, and you want to live off her beauty? Does it drive you crazy every time you see her, reminding you of that woman?”
“What nonsense are you talking about! Didn’t I tell you Yoon Se Na is dead!”
“It’ll be even dearer since she’s dead! And why doesn’t it make sense? You wanted that child to stay in this house in the past, didn’t you? The child who so closely resembles your first love, to keep her by your side to watch over her, isn’t that right?”
At that moment, Cho Dae Hoon just clicked his tongue and maintained his silence. It was always Seung Hee who ended up exhausting herself, screaming out the anger that had been simmering.
“If Yu Ri has captured Kang Tae Seo’s heart, there’s nothing to worry about. What has the child done, that even after meeting him for so long, there’s no talk of marriage?”
“And what should she have done! Our daughter Yu Ri isn’t vulgar like others; she doesn’t know how to entice men, is that wrong?”
The words spat out were about Yoon Jae In, who had nearly died in a car accident after luring men with her vulgar ways. At that, Dae Hoon frowned and waved his hand as if to say get out.
“Don’t make me step in.”
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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