“Did you come to get your paintings checked?”
“Yes. I’m curious about what paintings will be displayed. If the ones I brought are not good, I also want to know if I should draw a few more. I’m interested in that.”
Director Park raised his hand in response to Gaeul’s answer.
“I don’t think there’s a need to submit more. All the paintings were so good that I was even worried about which ones to put up.”
“Oh, really?”
“Especially.”
Pointing at the picture Gaeul drew earnestly, Director Park said,
“This one. Personally, I really like it.”
He pointed at the painting that depicted both Gaeul and him. Director Park looked at it with a content expression, unaware of whether it was Gaeul and him in the picture.
“I don’t know… It gives off a warm feeling, and my eyes keep being drawn to it. If it’s a painting like this, it might sell on the day of the exhibition.”
“Ah…”
“When did you become so skilled?”
“Thank you.”
Indeed, receiving compliments for her paintings always made Gaeul happy. Shyly, she accepted Director Park’s praise with a pleasant feeling.
Unable to detain the busy Director Park any longer, Gaeul, after confirming only the displayed paintings, left the gallery.
At that moment, a text message arrived on Gaeul’s phone. Confirming the sender, it was the frequent texter Yeonwoo.
[Miss Gaeul. Remember our plan for this weekend?] [Yes, of course.]Gaeul smiled and replied. Then, Yeonwoo informed her of the meeting place.
[Just come to the restaurant on the 23rd floor of Riel Hotel.]‘Restaurant at Riel Hotel…?’
Gaeul’s hand paused while typing her response.
‘Isn’t that place very expensive?’
Even Gaeul, who had no reason to visit such a place, had heard about the restaurant through Yeonwoo. Operating on a reservation basis and charging 70,000 won for a single bingsu, it was known to be quite pricey.
After hesitating for a moment, Gaeul’s hand soon resumed typing.
[Yes, got it.]Thinking about it, Yeonwoo had persistently insisted on dining at expensive places since their first meeting. He seemed indifferent to the prices.
‘Next time, I must pay.’
Even though she had made such a resolution several times, whenever Gaeul tried to pay, Yeonwoo always prevented her.
Considering all she had gained so far, Gaeul decided that she would definitely pay next time.
Two days ago, Gaeul called Jua to the neighborhood cafe where they had met.
She wanted to share happy news as quickly as possible with the friend who had listened to her concerns and encouraged her.
Jua, who noticed Gaeul sitting first, approached the table where Gaeul was sitting. When Gaeul raised her head after noticing Jua, she broke into a bright smile.
“What’s this? Yoon Gaeul, you look much happier than before?”
Gaeul let out a faint smile.
Then, Jua, narrowing her eyes, blinked and said,
“You, did you succeed in confessing?”
In response to Jua’s keen question, Gaeul nodded.
Without even sitting down, Jua let out a cheer filled with excitement.
They hadn’t had a proper date yet. However, Gaeul cherished every call he made and every brief text he sent.
Thinking about him, Gaeul’s cheeks turned rosy. Seeing the shy Gaeul, Jua burst into laughter and, with a kick, took a seat in front of Gaeul.
“I told you. No man can resist when you confess.”
“Thanks to you, Jua.”
“See, timing is everything when it comes to confessions.”
“That’s true.”
“You worry too much about unnecessary things.”
Looking Gaeul up and down, Jua said,
“Just focus on the present. Do others live worrying about the distant future like you do?”
“Yeah, that’s right. I feel like I’ve been worrying about things that I don’t need to think about right now.”
“Yeah, yeah… Is it good?”
“Yeah.”
As Autumn immediately agreed, Jua, who was proud of her acceptance, asked with a smile,
“So, when will you introduce him to us?”
“Well… I’m not sure yet.”
Autumn hesitated at Jua’s question.
If someone were to know, it would be Jua. However, she still felt hesitant about revealing it to others.
Given his prominence, she couldn’t shake off the fear that someone would find out, especially the bad imagination of the chairman knowing it right away.
‘Sometime later.’
Apologizing, Gaeul deferred the introduction. Jua, although dissatisfied, reluctantly stepped back.
Rrrr… Rrrr…
While having a lengthy conversation, Gaeul’s phone on the table rang.
Gaeul quickly picked up her phone.
Whether it was a message from him or not, Gaeul’s hands, which used to check incoming messages slowly, became remarkably fast.
Seeing her like that, Jua secretly burst into laughter. It was the appearance of a woman who had just started dating.
Gaeul confirmed that the message was from him and smiled subtly.
[Come to the apartment tomorrow.]Finally, tomorrow arrived.
“Yoon Gaeul. You’re so lucky.”
Even though it was just a text without a visible face, Gaeul, with the most beautiful smile, quickly replied.
Gaeul arrived at the apartment earlier than Kita and opened the door.
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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