“Step aside. Mom! Let’s think this over again, all of us.”
“Shut up, you lot!”
Another shout from Mrs. Kim Bok-Rye made everyone bow their heads.
“There’s no free lunch in this world. If you want any of my assets, bring me your report cards! Otherwise, I’ll donate everything to society and die in peace!”
“No, please!”
Everyone pleaded in unison.
Yu-Geon, sitting amidst his weary relatives, checked his phone upon feeling a vibration.
“Yu-Geon, you’re lucky. If you date, you get the Seongsu-dong house, and if you marry, you’ll inherit about 15% of the wealth. What an easy condition!”
Choi Pal-Do grumbled, but Yu-Geon’s expression remained indifferent.
“Would you like to switch with me?”
“Shut up, you brats! Don’t you dare swap with that kid!”
Mrs. Kim Bok-Rye scolded, her voice trembling.
“If you’ve all understood, then leave!”
Leaning on her cane, Mrs. Kim Bok-Rye shakily walked away.
Yu-Geon, sighing among his relatives, lowered his gaze.
He wasn’t interested in the 15% of the inheritance, but the condition to inherit the Seongsu-dong house by pretending to date for a month wasn’t bad.
There was just one hitch.
“Ah, why are you following me in here!”
Entering her room, Mrs. Kim Bok-Rye sat down on a cushion, supported by her butler.
“I’d like to make a correction.”
“What is it?”
“I can’t meet her every day.”
“Why can’t you meet every day?”
“You yourself said how busy that doctor’s job is. It’s quite presumptuous.”
“So you should visit her often to foster affection.”
Mrs. Kim Bok-Rye seems to forget again how busy her grandson is.
He emphasized once more.
“I’m busy too, Grandma.”
“Then skip dating and go straight to marriage.”
Standing in front of a solid wall, Yu-Geon quietly sighed.
“And don’t worry, you two are destined to meet every day.”
“How is that supposed to happen?”
“You’ll soon find out. Remember, every time you meet, take a photo and send it to me.”
The condition completely disregarded the other person’s wishes.
Looking at the calligraphy screen behind Mrs. Kim, Yu-Geon spoke up.
“That doctor might not like having her picture taken.”
“She likes it. I’ve seen plenty of her photos on that Insta or Rinse or whatever it’s called.”
Yu-Geon could easily imagine the butler eagerly showing her the pictures.
Impressed with Mrs. Kim’s thorough research, he smiled ruefully.
Sure, even if they get along and she enjoys taking photos, there was still a problem.
“Still, meeting every day is difficult. I have my business to attend to.”
“Why? Just a few steps and you’ll be seeing each other every day.”
What, am I supposed to use teleportation now?
“This is crazy.”
“Crazy? Young man, don’t you make a fuss in front of your grandma. If you don’t like it, just give the Seongsu-dong house to Ho-Tae.”
Ha, this is so absurd, it’s almost laughable.
Having been practically kicked out, Yu-Geon returned to his car, conducting business calls with his personal assistant and parking in the underground lot. Then he saw a familiar woman getting out of a blue Porsche.
“Could it be?”
Dressed in a form-fitting black dress, pointed shoes, her hair slightly waved, sparkling earrings visible, and speaking animatedly on her phone – it was undoubtedly Kim Chaewon.
Following her as she walked ahead, Yu-Geon watched the elevator numbers rise slowly: 2nd, 8th, 15th, 27th.
“Ha,”
He chuckled as the elevator stopped on the same 32nd floor as his.
The empty apartment next door seemed to have a new occupant recently.
Mrs. Kim’s words about seeing each other every day flashed through his mind.
“Mrs. Kim is really weaving her web this time.”
Amazed at her grand scheme, he stepped into the elevator.
Given the multiple apartments in this complex under Mrs. Kim’s name, it wouldn’t be difficult for the parents to arrange this.
Reaching the 32nd floor, Yu-Geon unlocked his door, tossed his keys onto the sofa, and was loosening his tie when the doorbell rang.
Turning his head with a look of annoyance, he approached the front door.
“Hello, I’m from next door.”
The person on the intercom was Chaewon.
It’s not likely she’s here to share cake at this hour, probably needs some help.
Pondering how to face her, Yu-Geon opened the door.
“Hello, I just need to borrow a—”
Recognizing Yu-Geon, Chaewon froze.
After a long stare, Yu-Geon was the first to speak.
“I wondered who moved next door, turns out it’s Ms. Chaewon.”
He pretended as if he had no idea.
Regardless, he had to get along with her.
“Ah.”
She seemed quite surprised. Perhaps she would find this coincidence incredible, even fate.
“It seems our families have high expectations.”
Indeed, she’s a woman with quick wit.
I had thought she might react with surprise at our unexpected meeting, perhaps even showing a romantic gaze, leaning into the idea of fate.
“That’s right.”
Yu-Geon had no choice but to agree smoothly.
As Chaewon’s gaze drifted to his shirt, where a few buttons were undone, Yu-Geon also fixed his gaze on her face.
Her eyes, which scrutinized him as if giving a score, quickly refocused.
“Now that it’s come to this.”
Maybe she’d suggest having a cup of tea to chat, or propose getting along well, considering both families’ intentions.
Having looked him over for so long, she might even show a matching level of interest.
“I’ll just borrow it comfortably. Could I borrow a chair? I’ll use it quickly and return it right away.”
Yu-Geon’s expression momentarily stiffened.
She was a woman who continually defied expectations.
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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