Tae-joon had requested a bunch of documents from the records room.
So-eun’s jaw dropped like a person in shock. The documents, towering over half her height, were stacked in two rows on the table. After the records room staff left, Tae-joon arrived.
He handed her a USB drive containing Excel data of the mobile phone AS parts records for the past three years.
“You need to check if the ledger and the Excel records match. One by one.”
Could they be different? Isn’t this ledger just a printout of the Excel file?
“Director, this seems to be just a printout of the Excel file.”
“So?”
“…….”
“Do you think I’m making you do unnecessary work and staying late just to get overtime?”
Yes.
So-eun believed it without a doubt and protested silently with her eyes.
“Check May 27th from last year.”
Following Tae-joon’s instruction, So-eun opened the Excel file from a year ago with an indifferent expression. It took quite some time to compare each entry.
“Oh…?”
She found discrepancies between the computer record and the document. She couldn’t understand why this had happened.
“Now, check July 15th from last year.”
Again, there were differences between the computer record and the document.
“That’s what you’re supposed to find. Understand?”
Realizing the truth, So-eun felt overwhelmed.
I was wrong to jump to conclusions, but this is an enormous amount of work.
Why name it the Future Service Team? It seems more like the Past Excel Team.
So-eun grumbled internally and didn’t answer, prompting Tae-joon to ask again.
“I asked if you understand.”
“……Yes, I understand.”
What can I do? If I don’t want to get fired, I have to do it.
So-eun replied gruffly.
I wish he would just leave now that he’s given the task.
“Let’s call it a day and go grab some food.”
Her cheeks twitched slightly at his sudden proposal.
“……Just the two of us?”
“Don’t like it?”
I don’t like it.
She wanted to say that honestly, but So-eun phrased it differently.
“Can’t I just work now and eat at home?”
“Why? Do you have plans?”
“No, I just want to finish the work quickly…….”
“It’ll take at least two weeks to finish this. So, are you going to skip meals and live at the office for two weeks?”
“…….”
“Even if you don’t like it, let’s go. We should have a launch ceremony since the team is newly established.”
A one-person team, what kind of launch ceremony is that!
Kim Tae-joon seemed subtly pleased. He seemed to enjoy her discomfort more as it showed. He must have a hobby of tormenting people.
What cruel thing will he say today to bring me to tears? Just the thought makes me shudder.
“Is it uncomfortable to eat with me?”
Yes! Yes! It’s obvious!
“If not, then let’s go. We can talk about work on the way.”
“…….”
“I’m new here and don’t know much. I have no one to eat with.”
Pretending to be pitiful won’t work! I’m not sorry for you!
If you have no one to eat with, eat alone! Life is solitary!
So-eun’s face reddened with silent screams as Tae-joon walked ahead. His every step seemed to flow with a soft classical melody. Her heart raced, wanting to flee, but he seemed unbothered.
They soon reached the parking lot. There was no driver. Tae-joon would be driving again. So-eun had to sit in the uncomfortable passenger seat.
“Do you drive?”
“……I’ll learn.”
“Good posture.”
He opened the passenger door casually, as if he was just joking.
So-eun, as if fearing she might run away, was carefully placed in the passenger seat by Tae-joon, who then securely shut the door before walking around to the driver’s side.
“Do you like beef?”
He asked as he started the engine.
Beef reminded So-eun of the barbecue place they went to for company dinners. It was the most famous and delicious place nearby, and she liked it too.
But they grill the meat on a fire there.
She salivated at the thought, but no, it takes too long.
So-eun bravely voiced her opinion.
“No, I don’t really like it.”
“But you talked a lot about meat when you were drunk that time.”
“……I wasn’t in my right mind because I was drunk.”
“Then what do you like?”
Can I really choose?
“I like fast food…….”
“Not that.”
“Kimbap…….”
“Not kimbap either.”
“……(Then why did you ask).”
“Do you like Japanese food?”
She glared at him with frustration in her eyes, and he asked. She remembered the eel rice bowl he had given her a few days ago. It seemed much better than grilling meat on a fire.
“Yes.”
Director Kim Tae-joon, who seemed subtly pleased, looked at So-eun and smiled faintly. His smile frightened her, and So-eun’s heart raced.
[Star Icon]The car was silent.
So-eun didn’t mind the silence. In fact, she liked it. It was much better than getting into an argument.
‘But even when he drove yesterday, he didn’t talk much.’
The uncertainty of when the silence would break and his venomous words would start made So-eun tense.
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!”
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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…
——
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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