The car suddenly fell silent, and Dajeong turned her head with a slightly awkward expression.
“Do you really not need help? Even so, it’s my brother….”
“Ah, it’s okay. I always make these crying sounds, and I’ll borrow and pay it back somewhere.”
Miyeon, seemingly used to the situation, lightly shrugged her shoulders. Then, she sighed softly and spoke.
“Of course… this time, the impact seems a bit significant, though.”
“…”
Dajeong observed her with cautious eyes. No matter how much Miyeon claimed it was because she didn’t like being treated as a pitiful person, it was undoubtedly just a playful joke, a joke to put her at ease.
“Did you invite me to listen to this?”
“…”
Miyeon nodded slightly with a cool expression.
“I’m sorry. It’s because of our foolish brother that you’re suffering.”
Although she suggested handling the accident on their own, she was still apologizing instead of her brother. Dajeong gave a light smile.
“Oh, but how did you know about the situation between me and Kang Sunjae?”
“Well… that’s a long story if we talk about it.”
She said, creasing her forehead slightly.
“Aren’t you hungry?”
“I’m a bit hungry, but…”
“If we go a little further, there’s an awesome burger place. Let’s eat and talk.”
“Oh, but…”
Dajeong looked hesitantly toward the back of the car. Her gaze focused on Taesang’s car, which was illuminated by headlights and parked there.
“Oh, that? It’s okay. I’ll make the call.”
She promptly took out her phone.
“Oh, no…”
“Why? Don’t want me to?”
Miyeon looked straight into her eyes. Dajeong quietly rolled her lips.
“… No. Go ahead.”
It was something she felt sorry about for Taesang, but she wanted to spend a bit more time with this cheerful former fiancée.
The sun was setting, casting a reddish hue in the afternoon.
Dajeong tiptoed into the living room with stealthy steps. Even though it was Taesang, who would undoubtedly know that she had come, her footsteps involuntarily made a sound.
Taesang was sitting quietly on the living room sofa. Maybe there was something bothering him. Although his face was the same as usual, it felt colder for some reason.
“Taesang, sir…”
Taesang quietly turned his gaze. Checking the wall clock once, he slowly got up from his seat.
As he approached, she felt a desire to hide somewhere.
It was probably because Miyeon had talked non-stop for three whole hours. Despite promising to meet him soon after he flew all the way to see her.
“People die from a car catching fire.”
“Oh, that…”
“It’s very unfortunate, Han Dajeong.”
“I’m sorry.”
Taesang’s eyebrows slightly rose with dissatisfaction. Dajeong desperately spoke.
“At first, we were just planning to eat burgers and leave. Just to stay for about thirty minutes. But Miyeon made the conversation so interesting… I didn’t realize time had passed like this.”
“… Well.”
Although it seemed like she was being playfully glared at, she still felt a bit tense.
Dajeong approached him with light steps. She gently wrapped her waist around him, and he embraced her shoulders with both arms.
“I’m back.”
“…”
Taesang silently tightened his arms without saying a word. Regular breathing sounds filled the ears.
“Is your hand… not hurting?”
“It hurts a bit, but as long as I don’t move it, it’s okay.”
“…I really wanted to break it completely.”
Taesang spoke in a low voice and buried his face in Dajeong’s shoulder. Dajeong patted his back as if comforting him.
What he did to Sunjae and what he might do in the future would probably be much more painful than his injured hand.
“Don’t say such things. Anyway, Miyeon is your sister.”
Suddenly, Taesang raised his head with a start. A mix of confusion and anxiety was evident in his narrowed eyes.
“Why is Miyeon’s talk coming up here?”
“She’s close with you… like family.”
“…Not as much as you.”
“I know.”
She answered with a bright smile, and he tilted his head slightly.
“What were you two talking about?”
“Uh… talking about common denominators?”
She answered playfully, and he narrowed his eyes playfully.
“Don’t get too close.”
“Why? What’s the problem if we become close?”
Dajeong said with a slightly puzzled expression. Upon hearing this, Taesang raised his eyebrows in a softening manner.
“Then you’ll abandon me like today.”
“…”
Even though it was a joke, he seemed like a man not to be trifled with.
Dajeong looked into his pitch-black eyes, creating a slightly uneven expression. It was a small protest against his declaration of monopolizing all her time.
“Even if you see it that way, it won’t change anything.”
He gently stroked her cheek once and then moved his hand back above her head. As his large hand lightly brushed by, Dajeong’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Oh, right. No.”
Dajeong pushed back slightly, saying, “Huh?”
“My hair is messy right now.”
It was only now that she remembered the hairspray she had sprayed all over.
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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