In other words, when are you going to leave this house, she was about to ask, but he was already sitting at the table.
Due to the wind of him sitting there with his chin in his hand, Chance instinctively moved her hand from touching her cheek to covering the area of the wound on her neck.
It was because the wound had not healed yet. Even four days ago, three days ago, and last night, it felt like he was slowly tracing the wound around her neck that was still healing.
Tae-kyung asked about the perpetrator, and Chance nodded low.
The mood was strange.
On the bed, Cha Tae-kyung was a persistent and forceful man who liked intense actions. But outside the bed, he was diverse, even colorful each time.
On some days, I warmed up to people, on others, I lifted spirits, and on days like today, my heart sank so deeply that it felt like my chest was tearing apart.
Thanks to accompanying him to the United States twice, I heard the story that his mother called Tae-kyung once again for the sake of the inheritance of shares.
That truly meant that time was running out for Cha Yoon-hwa. Just as I was about to ask when he would go to the United States again, Chance’s phone rang.
“Just a moment.”
Chance entered a small room and closed the door. The one who called was Reporter Yeom, and calling this early in the morning was undoubtedly a sign of urgency.
“Yes, Reporter Yeom.”
We caught the criminal.
My heart thumped.
The montage of the criminal I encountered that day showed only eyes visible through a small black mask, so I had a hunch, but I thought it was just lucky.
“Who is it?”
Shin Jae-young.
“What?”
He illegally recruited someone, paid a large sum of money, and separately ordered it. It all came out with evidence, such as call records and exchanged text messages.
“Ah…”
Chance swept her hair back. She thought she had settled things reasonably well with him in the United States, but apparently, it was just wishful thinking.
Unable to say a word to Tae-kyung that day, she had kept it in her heart, and now it felt like it burst in an instant.
The scars engraved during his youthful recklessness seemed to touch Shin Jae-young’s pride.
Reporter Yeom continued.
He tried to scare him reasonably, but that day, Anchor Yoon screamed, and the startled criminal unknowingly swung the knife.
“It can’t be. Did he intentionally provoke it? From the beginning, he wanted to scar my face, not my neck. To prevent me from doing the news.”
That’s right. Since it’s all captured on CCTV, there’s nothing to worry about. But.
“Why? Is there something worse than this?”
“Yeah. Turn on CNN now. Shin Jae-young has been arrested in the United States on charges of prostitution. Periodically, he selectively threatened and forcibly filmed minors, so it seems difficult to summon him to Korea for a while.”
What?
Chance was enveloped in a shock so great that goosebumps rose on her arms. If the suspicions were true, Shin Jae-young was finished.
She had thought of seeing him fall from the highest place to the ground someday, but she never thought it would happen like this, poking holes in her expectations.
The legal penalty alone would be enormous. It might spend the rest of his life in prison. Especially in the United States, they are stricter than Korea, especially regarding minors.
For some reason, Chance thought of Tae-kyung outside the door. She recalled the story that he had a director make a call to Shin Jae-young and talk to him.
The timing is too perfect.
Rather than summoning him to Korea, the clear intention of digging into his private life to make him receive a high penalty in the United States made her appetite disappear.
No way.
Woo-yeon opened the door and stepped outside. Tae-kyung was leisurely reading the newspaper while sipping on still-warm tea.
Woo-yeon gripped her phone tightly against her chest.
“They caught the criminal.”
“Oh, really? That’s good.”
After a brief eye contact, he casually turned his attention back to the newspaper.
Watching him, Woo-yeon once again fell into serious contemplation.
It was a good thing not to be summoned back and forth to the police station, but if Tae-kyung, who looked after her from behind, found out, she had to block it appropriately.
“……Representative.”
Tae-kyung, seemingly hearing her hesitant voice, looked up. Confirming Woo-yeon, who had a slightly furrowed brow, he folded the newspaper in half.
“I don’t want your personal matters going up and down in the news. Besides, no matter what, I can’t forgive anyone touching you in any way, and that’s been clear. So let’s just move on. It’s not a crime that you haven’t committed, and I haven’t manipulated anything. You were already known for that in the past. I caught him, and in the process, I also helped the young victims who were already saved because of me.”
Referring to the incident where Shin Jae-young’s club side knew this fact in advance, yet Tae-kyung paid money to the families of the victims to protect one player, Tae-kyung nonchalantly lifted the teacup, seemingly dismissing everything.
He added, “Don’t just stand there. If you have something to say, come here. Come closer, scrutinize my handsome face more, and then talk.”
Woo-yeon narrowed her eyes. Still keeping her distance, she spoke to him.
“Last time, just before Shin Jae-young’s player interview, you had a director make a call. What did you talk about then?”
“Is it the saying that a long tail is stepped on?”
“Yes? You knew? That Shin Jae-young has been like this from the past?”
“No. I didn’t know at that time. But those who play dirty behind the scenes tend to tremble even at such words.”
In the end, Tae-kyung’s words implied that he had personally moved behind the scenes to catch the criminal more than anyone else.
It also suggested that after catching the criminal, he had pondered on how to handle him without prior consultation.
In the process, there was a possibility that he discovered Shin Jae-young’s other criminal acts.
Woo-yeon sighed deeply.
“Still, if something like this happens next time, please consult with me in advance.”
“Consulting won’t change anything, right? I’ve told you. I can’t forgive anyone touching you in any way.”
“Still, consult! Please do that.”
He smirked.
“I’ll try my best.”
Feeling positive about the response, Woo-yeon took a step away. As she approached the table where Tae-kyung was, he stood up and blocked her way in the middle.
He swiftly pulled her arm.
“You came quickly.”
As the axis of her body twisted, Woo-yeon found herself trapped in Tae-kyung’s arms.
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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