After passing through the corridor and taking the elevator, she could check the time by taking out the phone she had put in her bag.
7 AM.
There was a pre-arranged morning meeting in the staff room at 8.
“I need to hurry.”
Deciding that there wasn’t much time, Woo Yeon quickly came down to her room and took a shower.
She lathered up the sponge.
While turning on the shower, she suddenly had a funny thought. She had pridefully lived as a person with a private life cleaner than anyone else.
She deliberately didn’t play golf, and apart from environmental group meetings that didn’t aim for personal gain, she didn’t attend any other gatherings.
Even the occasional contacts from old classmates after becoming an anchor, or proposals from people she met by chance.
She had firmly rejected them, but everything changed after meeting Tae Kyung.
She was staying in the same hotel with a man pretending to be her lover, mixing bodies with him last night, and now preparing for a meeting in her own room in the morning.
Anyone who saw this scene would have mocked it as utterly disgusting.
“I wouldn’t have anything to say.”
With a body covered in foam, Woo Yeon clenched her cheeks.
It was when she finished showering, changed her clothes, and was about to apply makeup.
Ding-dong. Before her wet hair could even fully dry, she heard the bell ringing outside.
Hurriedly moving, Woo Yeon checked the visitor and opened the door. Outside, there was an FD.
“Anchor Yoon Woo Yeon?”
“Yes.”
“Are you okay?”
It felt like he was secretly examining the room. Apparently, he thought it didn’t suit Woo Yeon, who had been expected to leisurely drink tea or read a book around 5 AM, to be bustling around like this without reason.
Woo Yeon swallowed her saliva several times inwardly.
“What do you mean, am I okay?”
“Oh. I couldn’t contact you. You didn’t check messages, and you didn’t answer the phone.”
“What happened?”
“Oh no, it’s nothing. I suggested advancing the meeting time to 7 a.m. since I couldn’t reach you…”
Regaining some composure, she deliberately made a fist and said, “I must not have seen you because I was showering. I’m sorry.”
“No, no. Anchor Yoon, you don’t have to apologize. We just decided to wake up early this morning and reschedule the meeting for you. We thought you’d be awake naturally since you usually get up at 5 AM. But we couldn’t reach you, so we came because we were worried.”
“I must have been tired yesterday. I woke up later than usual.”
He glanced at Woo Yeon.
“I see. By the way, there seems to be a problem with Shin Jae-young, the player from yesterday… Is that right? We must absolutely get the interview today.”
“It should proceed without any issues. Please check again with the club later and let me know. If there’s any intention of refusal from their side again, we’ll have to take strong measures this time. After all, it’s their fault for breaking the originally agreed schedule. We’ll respond vigorously from the broadcast station as well.”
“Yes, I understand. Now that you’ve said so, I feel a bit relieved. We’ll hold the meeting at the originally scheduled time of 8 a.m. If you’re ready, please come over slowly.”
FD bowed and disappeared. Woo Yeon sighed deeply.
Fortunately, around 10 a.m., a response came from Shin Jae-young’s side.
They agreed to proceed with the planned public training scene and interview.
Woo Yeon’s worries about him ruining today’s game persisted until around the middle of the match, but they were washed away like rain.
He hit a home run for the second consecutive day.
When asked about his impressions and questions about the future schedule, Shin Jae-young answered seriously without joking or rudely asking for something.
After all the interviews were over and the staff were busy cleaning up the scene, Shin Jae-young approached Woo Yeon personally.
“Anchor Yoon.”
“Yes.”
“…….”
“If you have something to say, go ahead.”
While she was organizing the materials she had prepared for the interview, Shin Jae-young blushed for the first time.
“…About yesterday, I’m sorry.”
She, who was taking out the access card hanging around her neck and organizing it in her bag, made a perplexed expression.
“Are you apologizing?”
“…Yes.”
“Why?”
“Yes?”
“I’m asking why Shin Jae-young’s attitude changed.”
In fact, it was obvious. Shin Jae-young probably investigated everything about Cha Tae-kyung last night. He would have found out how remarkable of a person he was and how he could be a figure who could put himself in danger.
“I received a call from Director Cha’s secretary this morning.”
“Yes?”
This was an unexpected development. If it was a secretary director, it seemed like they were referring to a high-ranking director.
“I will be more careful in the future. So…”
When he stopped speaking and looked at her with a cold expression, he tightly bit his lips.
“Please speak more carefully to Director Cha.”
“…”
“I’m asking you.”
Even though Shin Jae-young, who had always shown a troublesome attitude during interviews, seemed different, there was a moment of confusion. It was inexplicable. Unable to comprehend, she turned to leave but glanced back at Shin Jae-young.
“Player Shin Jae-young.”
“…”
“Apologize not only to other staff members but also to everyone. And make sure there are no blushing faces during the next interview.”
Although she said that, it was actually advisory. Shin Jae-young, with his constantly rising market value, would probably continue to oppress those he thought were weaker than himself.
People don’t change. They only pretend to have changed, but their essence doesn’t move.
Woo Yeon turned away. As she boarded the staff vehicle, various emotions surged within her.
She felt disappointed yet simultaneously experienced an unknown thrill.
The kids who always blamed me.
The tough colleagues who scolded me for being a harsh woman.
Their faces overlapped as she recalled those who used to mock and criticize her, and a desire she had deeply suppressed in her heart surged.
Was Cha Tae-kyung worth that much?
Was he really worth that much?
If I don’t let go of his hand, could I trample on even someone like Sister Jo In-young, who once called me Mom?
Hatred, resentment, revenge, curses, and hatred.
…Although I decided to let them all go.
The bitter sensation in her mouth triggered something in Woo Yeon.
Seeing off the staff returning to Korea at the airport, Woo Yeon stood there for a long time.
Beyond the sky where the plane soared, the sunset that he liked was setting.
Woo Yeon repeated his name several times and finally called Tae-kyung.
After several signal beeps, he answered the call from the other side.
“It’s the airport. Come pick me up now.”
Run to me and hug me.
And please, take me
to a higher place.
Woo Yeon clenched her fist tightly.
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?
——
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!”
——
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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