“That, what is this…?”
Secretary Kim’s eyes widened at once. Talking about such matters was like pouring oil on a fire.
“But, only write about me. I won’t have a problem with any article, so go ahead and speak freely. However, if there’s even a single line about Dajeong…”
He clenched his jaw tightly, swallowing his anger.
“I will drag them down to hell.”
“…”
“Please convey it like that.”
Taesang understood well the habits of the public and the media.
Even if they explained, people would believe only what they wanted to believe, and if they covered it up, they would respond with even greater distrust.
To protect Dajeong, they needed a bigger bait to throw to the world. And there was nothing more suitable than the problem-ridden heir to a conglomerate.
“And this person.”
Taesang tightly grasped the monitor and turned the screen. Thick veins appeared on his forehead as he exerted force.
What appeared on the screen was the bottom of the article, the comment section.
‘I went to high school with her, and I know who she is. She’s been like this since back then. She’d go crazy and throw herself at any man with a lot of money.’
“This person, find them even if you have to go to the ends of the earth.”
“…”
The gaze seemed to be able to tear a person apart just by looking. Secretary Kim nodded her head slightly, pressed down by his fierce momentum.
She refrained from saying anything against this absurd plan, refrained from saying she couldn’t find the person who left that comment out of fear of punishment.
Secretary Kim swallowed all the rising words.
“I can’t reach her now…”
Su-bin’s forehead wrinkled deeply at the repeated busy tone. After causing this chaos, where on earth had she hidden?
With an anxious expression, he dialed the number again. However, all that came through was the same guidance tone.
“Ah…”
A deep sigh settled onto the table. Su-bin picked up a glass containing a brown liquid. The whiskey with a strong aroma flowed quickly between his lips.
A burning pain traversed his throat, and his forehead quickly wrinkled.
I knew it would turn out like this.
Myeong-ok was someone who didn’t know such words as ‘back off’. Even if blood was shed, even if flesh was torn, she had to have what she wanted to satisfy her sense of justice.
I had to stop her quickly. For Dajeong’s sake, and for my own.
As he roughly tousled his hair, the momentary recollection of a call from Myeong-ok when he was in the United States flashed through his mind.
Certainly, the number was different. At that time, he didn’t think much about it and passed it by…
Su-bin swiftly searched through the call records.
This is it.
After a long while, Su-bin found the number and quickly made the call. The other person picked up the phone quickly.
“…Is this Su-bin?”
“Mom? Where are you right now?”
“Why haven’t you called this number?”
“Is that important right now? Mom, take down the article immediately. Do you know how big this situation has become?”
“What’s the rush? Finally, things seem to be going somewhat right.”
Her face, with only one corner of her mouth slightly raised, seemed to be right in front of him.
“… Dajeong’s article, it’s Mom’s doing, right?”
“Of course. If not, how could the article come out at such a perfect timing?”
Myeong-ok spoke with a sarcastic tone.
“Well, it seems that Taesang has laid his hands on the girl’s side already… It’s actually better this way. Instead of worrying about her, he’s just leaving his own article alone.”
“Mom.”
Su-bin called her with a stern voice.
This was clearly a fight that she couldn’t win. It might look like Taesang was collapsing right away, but eventually, he would be the one to seize the victory.
As long as Hyosung existed, as long as Chairman Cha remained healthy, that fact wouldn’t change.
“Stop it, please.”
“What?”
“I don’t need any of the successor position or anything!”
Emotions that he had suppressed burst out. The empty shout echoed in the spacious living room.
“And if… if it gets revealed, what should I do about the lie when my brother had the accident?”
“Huh…”
A long sigh passed through the phone. Myeong-ok didn’t hide her frustration.
“Subin, when on earth did you write that story, and you’re still going on about it. Mom already took care of that on her own.”
“…”
“Subin, just do what Mom tells you to do.”
She said in a commanding tone.
Su-bin tightly clenched his fist, bowing his head deeply. A self-deprecating laughter burst out shortly.
“Ha, it’s the same as back then.”
“Huh? What did you say?”
Su-bin loosened the grip on his phone in his hand. Thud. The mobile phone that hit his shoulder fell onto the sofa.
There seemed to be a noisy voice as if something was falling. Su-bin closed his eyes tightly. Then, a clearer voice echoed in his mind this time.
‘This time, you must definitely win the gold.’
It was Myeong-ok’s voice.
‘Okay. Su-bin is enough even with a silver.’
It seemed like his grandfather’s voice was also there.
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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