Looking through the lens as if entranced by Sunwoo’s eyes, Green lowered the camera and looked at his face again. Sunwoo’s gaze, smiling at Green, was no different from usual.
‘Something’s strange. Did I see it wrong?’
Following Sunwoo, who was walking on a path with dense leaves, Green also turned her steps.
Sunwoo strolled around the garden like a wanderer, then entered an empty pavilion and sat down.
“I really like it here. Come quickly.”
He closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the stream, cooling off with the breeze. Green, who captured Sunwoo’s distant figure sharply in the camera, approached him.
As Green approached, Sunwoo, who opened his eyes at the sound, leaned against the railing, smiled, and looked at her. Finding his appearance too beautiful, Green continued to press the shutter.
“Ah, can you stop taking pictures?”
“Who was the one who asked me to take pictures first?”
Teasing, Sunwoo laughed with a puzzled expression. When Green, who had climbed up to the pavilion, put down the camera, Sunwoo briskly pulled her from behind.
“I need comfort right now.”
Seeing Sunwoo’s expression, which seemed somewhat disappointed, Green also became serious.
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“Collaborating with the best landscape designers, boasting about creating splendid Hanoks and gardens at Marseu Resort. But coming here, it’s not true.”
Genuinely saddened, Sunwoo sighed heavily.
“Even with the best architects and cutting-edge technology, they fall short of the harmony here.”
Leaning her forehead on Green’s shoulder as Sunwoo, looking somewhat dejected, mumbled, she gently swept her hand over Sunwoo’s arm that was holding her waist.
“How can you compete with ancestors with Hanoks? Sunwoo, your competition is with 21st-century world architects and builders!”
In Sunwoo’s arm, which was loose a moment ago, a sudden force tightened.
“Show it to the Europeans. This is a Hanok and Korean garden made by K1 Construction. Don’t you have anything like this? Don’t faint, saying it’s too exquisite!”
With Green’s growing pride, Sunwoo’s body holding her shook slightly. Clearly, he was silently laughing.
Confirming that he had relaxed, Green opened the backpack beside her and took out the clothes inside.
“What’s all this?”
“Hurry and change. If you wear this, I’ll take another beautiful picture of you.”
Prompting Sunwoo, who couldn’t hide his awkwardness, she made him change into a loose, thin-knit sweater and cotton pants, carefully prepared with sneakers.
Sunwoo’s natural charm, completely different from when he was in a suit, stood out, but Green continued to linger around him with a sense of regret.
“You don’t have to use every remedy, even if it’s poop medicine! If Hanna were here, she would have dressed our Sunwoo much more elegantly…”
“It’s okay. My proportions are good, so I still look elegant even in ragged clothes.”
Green wanted to mock Sunwoo’s shamelessness, but the moment she saw his face, such thoughts completely vanished.
Even though Sunwoo carelessly put on the clothes he had brought, the elegance oozed out of him.
While chatting away, Green followed him, taking advantage of moments when Sunwoo was off guard, skillfully capturing his natural expressions with the camera.
After filling their stomachs with Damyang’s pride, Galbi (marinated ribs), the two returned to Seoul.
Sunwoo suggested spending a night at a nice hotel, but Green promptly declined. She wanted to get home quickly to edit Sunwoo’s photos.
In the end, the two arrived home past midnight.
“Sunwoo, I’ll use the study a bit.”
As soon as they entered the living room, Green pushed Sunwoo aside, grabbed the camera bag like a trophy, and headed into the study.
For a moment, Sunwoo felt rejected by Green, but considering he had left her alone for a year with work as an excuse, he had no right to complain.
Until he finished showering and came out, Green stayed holed up in the study.
“Aren’t you tired? It’s past 1 a.m. Let’s shower and sleep.”
Despite Sunwoo’s persuasion, an excited Green, who had been sitting in the study, couldn’t tear her eyes away from the laptop.
“Why are you looking at it like that?”
Unable to resist his curiosity, Sunwoo approached behind her. When he did, Green quickly covered the laptop with her body.
“No, you can’t. The work isn’t finished yet.”
“Seriously, I said I’d see my pictures. Why?”
Sensing that something was off with Green’s reaction, Sunwoo forcibly took the laptop. He thought she might have made a mistake, and the pictures didn’t turn out well.
However, as Sunwoo checked the photos Green had been looking at just a while ago, he was left speechless.
It was his own image staring directly at the camera. Every subsequent photo showed him looking through the lens as if piercing through it. No, exactly, he was looking at Green beyond the camera.
There were eyes expressing an overt desire and obsession towards her, and there were also eyes dripping with honey, seemingly too sweet to endure. The most extreme was the eyes, staring at Green as if enchanted, as if someone possessed.
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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