“I want to rest. Next to you, Mr. Jiho.”
Even if someone scolded her, there was nothing she could do. Right now, La Jin couldn’t think of anything. She just wanted to lean on his warmth to feel alive.
If there were emotions in taste, La Jin’s mouth was happiness.
The not too spicy warmth, and the warm yet refreshing broth quenched La Jin’s dry throat.
“How does it taste?”
He asked anxiously with a shirt on.
“It’s really delicious.”
La Jin replied as she tasted the soft and red broth.
“I’m glad. It suits your taste, La Jin.”
Refusing to eat delivery food, he emptied the refrigerator and quickly prepared a meal.
She melted the frozen bean sprout soup that her mother had sent and added finely chopped kimchi. A table full of various side dishes accompanied the bubbling kimchi soup with a fried egg.
Already struggling with bland food due to her short appetite, La Jin’s nonexistent taste buds revived with the Korean meal made with his sincerity. Like someone who had never experienced any sadness, La Jin rolled the rice in the soup and took a mouthful.
While eating the savory anchovy stir-fry he scooped onto the spoon, even the little kimbap he made with only white rice was as sweet as honey.
“Jiho, please eat quickly.”
“La Jin, just watching you eat makes me full.”
“Just looking doesn’t fill my stomach. Go on, say ‘ah.'”
La Jin, who couldn’t swallow the rice that was too sweet, shed tears in her eyes. Even though the rice that she couldn’t pass down was so sweet, why were the tears streaming down her face so salty? Without being able to chew or swallow the kimbap, she covered her face with both hands.
In the dark, with the palm curtain drawn, the sound of the chair moving was heard. Then, his fragrance gently settled down before a large and open embrace unfolded.
“La Jin.”
His affectionate voice shook La Jin’s forehead.
“Do you want to go to the hospital now?”
La Jin shook her head frantically and leaned into him.
According to what the person he sent said, her mother hadn’t particularly worsened or improved. Despite knowing it well, even though she knew everything. La Jin’s heart kept dropping lower and lower.
“If you want to cry, cry. I’m here.”
His touch sweeping her back felt like applying ointment to a wound.
“Just. Can I smile like this?”
“…….”
“My mother is dying. Why is this moment with Jiho so good…”
Whether this was really allowed, whether it was okay to covet happiness like this. La Jin’s sincere feelings poured out like regret.
“As promised, I want to live with Jiho in this house.”
“La Jin, it’s okay to take it slow.”
“We have to go to the hospital, and there’s a film set too. That’s why it’s so heartbreaking.”
Considering that there were a lot of regional shoots for historical dramas, it was realistically impossible to live in his house and travel to her mother’s hospital.
La Jin was grateful that her mother was still alive, but the desire to be with Jiho was something she couldn’t let go of.
“Just saying childish things, really…”
“You love me, right?”
Instead of La Jin’s ‘I’m sorry,’ he spoke of love. It was embarrassing enough to blush, and to burst into laughter in this situation.
“I am truly beyond help.”
“Where is there such a pretty case of beyond help?”
“Since Jiho loves me, it’s nice again.”
“If I like it so much, show me your face then.”
Hmm, with a short sigh, La Jin shook her head.
“On weekdays, we’re both working hard separately. And.”
“I don’t like the word ‘separately.'”
His chest shook heavily at her childish antics. Then, as if comforting La Jin, he moved his body left and right.
“On weekends, we spend at least half a day together like this.”
A gentle voice reminded her of the story that had passed.
Having saved up time they hadn’t spent together until now, after the special investigation is over, they plan to be together abundantly, be it at the hospital or on the film set. How could one not love a man who pours out such beautiful words?
She, who had moistened her head slightly, looked up at him.
“I suddenly rushed things.”
“If our mother is unwell, I might be like that too.”
A man who comforted her, it was regrettable and almost heartbreaking that she had to be away from him. La Jin, with a face where lingering feelings dropped like droplets, touched his waist gently.
A pink stain appeared on the man’s clean neck in an instant. Having coughed violently as if struggling to breathe, he quickly turned his head.
“La Jin, do you want to finish your meal?”
He asked the refrigerator, not La Jin.
“I’m full. I just want to stay like this.”
La Jin, with wide-open eyes, kept glancing around to catch Jiho’s gaze. Left, right, up, down. Yet, as if it wouldn’t work, she half-raised her body.
‘Huh?’
Even though La Jin kept appealing for attention, he narrowed his eyes and only stared at the refrigerator.
“Jiho, Jiho?”
Desperately calling his name, he answered only with his mouth, not giving her a glance.
“Why, can’t you see me?”
“Even like this, I can see.”
At the sudden frozen attitude of the man, La Jin slightly bit his chin. With a sucking sound, his gaze quickly turned to her.
“Why…”
“Did you bite me? Because I like Jiho.”
In response to the obvious answer, his black pupils shook randomly. Then, sighing, the man, who had been pouring out a breath, finally blushed.
“Even in this situation, having such thoughts… I’m like a beast.”
La Jin’s gaze went to his reddened lips.
“At this rate, it’s going to be a big problem.”
“?”
“La Jin, grab onto my shoulder.”
With a firm tone, he covered La Jin’s eyes. Then, with another sturdy arm, he swiftly embraced her.
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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