For a moment, time felt like an eternity.
Yeongwoo experienced the literal feeling of cold sweat running down her back.
Her body stiffened with dismay, yet she shouted again with all her might, fearing he would touch the notebook.
“Don’t touch it, it’s a friend’s!”
Only then did his reaching hand halt.
Relieved that he wouldn’t probe further, Yeongwoo clenched her fist, her palm damp with sweat.
“A maternity notebook? Why does Secretary Seo have her friend’s notebook?”
He had noticed the true nature of the notebook.
“I, I got our bags mixed up. I only realized it was in my bag just now.”
Her clumsy excuse met with a doubtful look.
The idea of exchanging bags with a friend might not make sense to him, but she couldn’t think of any other excuse at the moment.
“My friend said to take a comfortable bag when I told her I was coming to Jeju… I don’t own such a bag.”
Yeongwoo hurriedly showed him a bag she had bought on sale at a shopping mall near the office earlier this year, thankfully one she hadn’t brought to work.
Taehan didn’t respond.
As the silence stretched, Yeongwoo’s throat visibly fluttered with anxiety.
“It’s okay, no need to be so flustered.”
He finally spoke after what felt like an eternity.
Withdrawing his hand, Yeongwoo realized her face had flushed red.
He soon picked up a notepad and pen, wrote down a name and phone number, and handed it to her.
“It’s the HR manager. Call them when you get back to Seoul.”
Then he stood up and headed for the door.
“Rest well.”
Yeongwoo, holding the note in her hands, stared blankly at Taehan’s retreating back.
The next morning, Yeongwoo woke up in silence.
She opened her eyes to an unfamiliar scene, bright sunlight streaming through an unclosed curtain.
She stretched lazily in bed, her mind still in a whirl from the previous night’s events.
Checking the time, it was 8 AM.
Having slept for only a couple of hours, her body felt heavy.
‘Let’s get washed up and go eat.’
The conclusion she reached after a night of contemplation was to act as usual, in front of Taehan and herself.
With her child growing inside her, many things would change, and she didn’t want to start feeling overwhelmed already.
After showering with fragrant body shampoo and drying her hair, she dre
“It’s a shame. Our Yeongwoo Lee, a capable junior whom I’ve always admired. There will be many employees who’ll miss you.”
Yeongwoo offered a bittersweet smile and thanked him.
“I’ll talk to HR in advance. Once the date is set, let’s have a farewell party.”
“Thank you.”
“Once you’ve got your food, come join us. We’re at the table at the far end.”
Yeongwoo looked in the direction Director Kim pointed.
There, Taehan was sitting with his back to them.
Was he reading a newspaper? Even his slightly bowed head exuded an air of neatness and elegance.
His natural dignity seemed like a term coined just for him, Ki Taehan.
Yeongwoo slowly made her way around the lavish buffet. However, lacking an appetite, she only added some soup and a slice of bread to her plate before approaching the table.
“Good morning, President.”
Taehan looked up from his newspaper as their eyes met, causing her heart to flutter. Still, Yeongwoo didn’t show it and placed her plate opposite him.
“The weather is nice today.”
Even her deliberate greeting was met with no response.
“Right. It’s going to be quite warm during the day?”
Director Kim’s cheerful voice broke the awkward silence.
“Today, thanks to the President, I think I can have a good visit with my mother. Thank you too, Yeongwoo.”
“No problem. Have a good visit.”
Yeongwoo replied, glancing at Taehan. He had briefly looked at her when she greeted him but now seemed uninterested, his eyes fixed on the newspaper.
Oddly, she couldn’t take her eyes off him.
Dressed in a shirt and suit pants, he looked more relaxed than usual, perhaps because he wasn’t wearing a tie.
Yeongwoo began to quietly spread butter on her bread.
“The view from here is fantastic, isn’t it?”
Detecting the tense atmosphere between the two, Director Kim initiated another conversation.
Only then did Yeongwoo turn her head to look beyond the large windows. The view of the Jeju village and the sea was picturesque.
“It really is beautiful.”
Contrary to her feelings, it was a breathtakingly beautiful morning.
Immediately after breakfast, the day’s schedule began.
Yeongwoo, sitting in the driver’s seat with the car keys Director Kim had given her, waited for the appointed time.
Although she sometimes drove Sunok’s car in Cheonan, it was her first time driving with someone else, especially someone like Ki Taehan. She felt her palms getting sweaty with nervousness.
Finally, the designated time arrived.
As instructed by Director Kim, she had to pick up Taehan at the hotel entrance.
Wiping the cold sweat off her palms onto her thighs, Yeongwoo firmly gripped the steering wheel.
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…
——
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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