Mrs. Kim, who received support from the housemaid, grabbed her hanbok skirt and sat down on the chair.
As Chaewon, who was sitting across from her, eyed Mrs. Kim cautiously, an employee approached and placed three cups of tea on the table.
Expressing gratitude with a nod to the employee, Chaewon looked at Mrs. Kim carefully.
“Hmm. Is this green tea?”
Mrs. Kim, after taking a sip of the tea, made a satisfied sound.
With curly white hair, a refreshing blue hanbok skirt, a neatly lined white jacket, and eyes that wrinkled with the passage of time, Mrs. Kim’s face radiated a benevolent smile, reminiscent of a traditional Korean mask.
“It’s much prettier than in the photos. Slim and beautiful.”
Although not as much as her, Chaewon also smiled in her own way.
“Did my sudden visit surprise you?”
“I didn’t expect it.”
“I couldn’t stand just looking at the photos. Today is the day to go for a health checkup, arranged by Yugeon. While passing by, I saw this hospital and decided to stop for a moment. Yugeon has a hasty temper. I hope you understand.”
Chaewon nodded slightly.
“Yes.”
“Yeah, I thought so.”
With a gulp, Mrs. Kim made another sound as she drank the green tea. Following the continued gaze of exploration, Mrs. Kim suddenly grabbed Chaewon’s hand.
“Oh.”
In Chaewon’s surprised, round eyes, Mrs. Kim met her with the same benevolent smile as before.
“Your hands are lovely too. Maybe it’s because you’ve been studying so hard to become a doctor, they are so beautiful.”
“Oh.”
As Mrs. Kim and the housemaid laughed, Chaewon awkwardly followed suit.
Gently stroking Chaewon’s hand, Mrs. Kim soon lowered her gaze halfway.
“Our Yugeon, this poor boy, is quite lonely.”
Chaewon’s gaze, which had been on her hand, lifted to Mrs. Kim.
“He lost his parents overnight and his beloved younger sister as well… But you know, even after going through such a big ordeal, he doesn’t cry. For a while, he kept his lips tightly closed, didn’t speak at all, and locked himself in the house in Seosudong that was under repair.”
The image of Yugeon that quickly formed in Chaewon’s mind made her eyelashes slightly droop.
“I also lost my children overnight, and life wasn’t worth living. But if I don’t pull myself together now, I might lose this one too. I went into that house, held Yugeon forcibly in my arms, and slept with him. After about a month, suddenly he wept bitterly.”
Having lost her family, Chaewon’s heart became heavy more quickly than anyone else’s.
Now not just a mere matchmaking, thinking of his emotions that had seeped into her heart, Chaewon swallowed hard.
“Yugeon is like a painful finger to me. I don’t know how long he’ll live, but I can’t leave this poor boy alone. When he made up his mind so easily to leave when his heart was heavy, I asked him not to leave and to stay by his side. Alright?”
With Kim and the housemaid laughing cheerfully, Chaewon gently nodded while holding Mrs. Kim’s wrinkled finger.
“Yes. Don’t worry.”
Satisfied with Chaewon’s answer, Mrs. Kim soon extended her little finger with a benevolent smile.
“Okay, then, it’s a promise!”
“Ah… Yes.”
Chaewon looked at Mrs. Kim’s slightly trembling fingers and gently intertwined her own fingers with a soft smile.
At that moment, Mrs. Kim’s expression brightened even more.
It was when Chaewon thought her grandmother looked a bit cute.
“Well, then, it would be good to have the wedding not go beyond this year, right?”
The corners of Chaewon’s mouth, which were laughing, quickly drooped.
“Yes? Marriage?”
At that moment, the butler quickly took out a notebook and handed over a piece of paper.
“After checking the schedule, it seems like the second or third week of November would be good, ma’am.”
“Hmm, is that so?”
“No, no. There.”
“Doesn’t it overlap with Hotaenim’s schedule?”
“Well, no. It’s somewhat similar, but there’s a three-week gap…”
Excuse me, Grandma.
Despite Chaewon’s repeated calls, they were busy setting a date all of a sudden.
“Hmm, don’t worry, Dr. Seonsangnim. Don’t worry at all, and date Yugeon as you please. We’ll take care of everything. Hahaha.”
Mrs. Kim, unaware that it was a problem, happily shook hands with the butler, then looked at Chaewon and burst into laughter.
“Ma’am, the second Saturday is a day off. That day would be good.”
“Oh my, really? Show me. Give me the calendar.”
“Grandma.”
Amidst the confused laughter, Chaewon, in a loud voice, interrupted their conversation.
“I’m sorry, but it seems like it’s time for hospital duties, so I need to leave first.”
“Oh, has the time already come? Okay then, go and do your work quickly.”
Rising to her feet, Chaewon spoke with a firm tone.
“As for the marriage, after Yugeon and I take a bit more time to get to know each other, and if our feelings align, we’ll either personally choose a good day or let you know. Unless something unexpected happens, we will be by each other’s side as promised, so don’t worry too much. Enjoy the remaining tea, take your time, and then get up slowly. Goodbye.”
Chaewon maintained her smile, gave a polite farewell, and turned away.
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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