“Huh?”
The response to the statement that we would be staying in the same accommodation felt even more nonsensical when the reply was, ‘That doesn’t make sense.’
It felt like dismissing a pigeon that came with good news, saying, ‘It doesn’t make sense for you to come to me right now.’
“What’s with the reaction? I thought you’d be happy as soon as you heard it.”
[It’s not about that. It doesn’t make sense that Iharu changed the accommodation on her own. The one who said it’s okay just to see my face.]“Oh, actually, Jeongeun changed the accommodation. She told me to share it with you. She said there won’t be much time to see each other once the shooting starts.”
[Oh, I see.]Something about the reaction wasn’t what I expected. The tone of saying, ‘Well, if Jeongeun did it on her own,’ sounded like sulking.
[I hoped Iharu would finally catch on a bit, but this time, it was Seo Writer who took the lead again.]
Jun started drinking again, as if he had expected it. As if it didn’t matter much.
“What kind of hint? I had to go to work; I couldn’t help it. Jeongeun happened to see the accommodation list and changed it herself. It turned out like this.”
[So.]“Huh?”
[I told you today. Reserving a separate accommodation means what? It’s not like Haru subtly suggested for us to stay together. You could have said it straightforwardly.]At that moment, I unintentionally recalled what Jeongeun had said to me earlier today.
‘If I were Director Kim, I couldn’t date you.’
“Kim Jun.”
[…Yeah?]Saying my name with the last name attached, I felt a change in the atmosphere. Jun raised his head, responding as if he felt something was different.
“If that’s the case, you might as well date Jeongeun. You two seem to get along well. Unlike me, you would immediately understand what she means whenever she talks like that, right?”
Jun, who had no way of knowing proper English, seemed confused.
“What are you talking about?”
Certainly, Jun was quite perplexed, but I told him I was going to take a shower and hung up.
But I also understand. What I’m upset about right now isn’t Jun; it’s the immature me who didn’t understand his feelings in time.
The sadness of not being able to meet when you want to is so easily turned into saying unpleasant words to your loved one.
Looking at the ringing phone again, I thought once again today that I miss Jun so much. I miss him. I want to see him quickly…
Even though I want to see him, before the sadness in my heart makes Jun even more upset. Quickly.
“Who agreed not to sleep and take a taxi straight away after arriving? Who’s the one who agreed to Mijeong’s suggestion?”
Finally, we arrived at Fukuoka Airport in Japan and immediately got into a taxi.
Believing firmly in Mijeong’s words that if we stay up all night and collapse as soon as we get in a taxi, we won’t feel nauseous, we put her plan into action.
Of course, whether it’s a rental car or a taxi, we had to continuously run through the winding mountain road that neither could avoid. Moreover, the idea of falling asleep as soon as we got in a taxi was applicable only to straight roads with moderate curves, not the twisty mountain roads we belatedly realized.
So now, we find ourselves in the middle of this exitless mountain.
“Noona, the arrow is pointing in the wrong direction. We should catch the person who agreed with Mijeong, not the person Mijeong is trying to catch. Mijeong told her to do that.”
Jeongeun, too, and Hyunsu, with faces pale from motion sickness, were trying to figure out the origin of this situation.
“It’s not about who can’t speak. It’s worse to agree with what was said. As far as I remember, it was unanimous. So, let’s just blame Mijeong.”
It wasn’t a very rational solution, but…
“I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. Are you okay? You’re not okay, are you?”
We all felt motion sickness, but Mijeong seemed more upset. She asked, “Are you okay?” and answered, “You’re not okay,” continuously, carrying the burden of emotions on my back.
“Originally, not many people are okay when they take this road.”
I tried my best to somehow get the baggage off Mijeong’s back.
“Iharu, do you feel free from the responsibility of this situation?”
I didn’t even know the topic.
“Wow, this road really hasn’t changed. Noona, I had a hunch since I entered the beginning of this mountain road. I’ve been awake since the plane, and I came here without sleeping. I’m so tired, and as soon as that familiar feeling of gradually turning left comes, motion sickness starts. At that moment, I realized. I’ve come such a long way now. I haven’t even slept, and I guess I’ll have motion sickness all the way. Whether I jump out here and remain as a person or go all the way and become a zombie, it’ll be one of the two.”
Jeongeun pressed her forehead against the window frame, elbow on the windowsill, struggling to speak.
“Kim Hyunsu, you seem free from the responsibility of this situation, right?”
He didn’t know what he was talking about.
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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