So-eun found herself in the position of having to eat breakfast with the Director who had carried her around the previous night. And not just anywhere, but at the Director’s house, eating a meal he had personally prepared.
Could there be a more uncomfortable breakfast in the world?
Moreover, although the Director was surely having the meal with her, no sound came from him. It was so quiet that So-eun, who had been bowing her head deeply, lifted it to sneak a glance at his soup bowl. The rice had definitely decreased, but was there a hole in his rice bowl?
Am I having a meal with a goblin?
So-eun also ate her meal quietly.
Each spoonful felt like a pilgrimage, but surprisingly, the seolleongtang was delicious. Maybe because she was eating on an empty stomach after a good night’s sleep.
Come to think of it, Tae-jun had never given her anything that wasn’t delicious. She hated to admit it… but people who give delicious food are good people.
She chewed her rice carefully, trying not to make any sound, when he asked in a relaxed voice.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yes.”
“I didn’t.”
“…….”
“Because Assistant Han took over my bed, I couldn’t sleep.”
Director, I feel like crying.
“I did say I was sorry.”
“I’m sorry.”
So-eun hurriedly swallowed her rice and apologized.
“Director, I promise never to…”
“We’re going to add two more people to the TF team. It would be good if they specialized in mobile phones. Assistant Han can recommend someone, or if you don’t have anyone in mind, I’ll look into it. From now on, let’s work only one hour a day, from six to seven. Is that okay?”
Before she could promise and resolve not to be a bother again, Tae-jun brushed aside her words and started talking about work.
“……Yes.”
“Eat. Quickly.”
Tae-jun gestured towards So-eun’s bowl with his chin. Having paused to apologize, So-eun hesitantly picked up her spoon again.
Tae-jun rested his chin on his hand, leisurely watching So-eun.
Of course, he hadn’t slept, and he felt slightly dazed from carrying a woman around the previous day. Yet, instead of tiredness, he felt pleasure.
He liked watching her eat. Not that she ate in a particularly appetizing way.
The way that small mouth neatly made things disappear, her expression of trying to enjoy everything she ate, kept making him feel good.
But, you eat so well, why are you so thin? Do you not eat normally?
Did she bow her head too much out of nervousness? Her untied hair slid down smoothly. Tae-jun’s hand naturally moved towards So-eun, but then stopped in mid-air.
So-eun fixed her hair first. She was a woman skilled in tying her hair without a hair tie.
Tae-jun withdrew his hand.
A woman who doesn’t need much assistance, yet I keep wanting to reach out to her.
“Director, aren’t you eating?”
Had he been lost in thought for too long? So-eun, who had glanced up, asked.
“I don’t eat much in the morning.”
“I usually don’t eat much either.”
“Then what’s this?”
“You told me to eat, so I’m eating.”
…That was kind of cute. Quite a lot, actually.
Tae-jun clenched his teeth and opened and closed his fist.
He sighed quietly and picked up his phone from beside him.
“No more staying up all night from now on.”
“Yes.”
At the same time So-eun answered, her phone vibrated.
“This is my number, so if something happens, contact me.”
“Yes.”
So-eun, looking at the unfamiliar phone number, promptly saved Tae-jun’s number.
“You should get a thorough check-up at the hospital. It’s not common to fall asleep and be out of it like you were last night.”
So-eun’s hand, which was busily entering the contact details, stopped.
She really had fallen into a deep sleep, as if she had lost consciousness.
Could it be a problem related to the surgery? Her liver must have almost returned to its normal size by now, but her body was still different from that of an ordinary person. Maybe she had overexerted herself, causing her liver to become too tired.
Still, So-eun felt fortunate. Thanks to sleeping so deeply, she now seemed to have recovered to her normal state.
I should stop pushing my body too hard. I’ll be sure to take my nutritional supplements.
“I know my body well, Director. You don’t need to worry about that.”
“Do people who know do that?”
His slightly worried response made So-eun draw a line in her conversation. When he brusquely replied with that gruff voice, So-eun pursed her lips, and he urged her to eat again.
“Eat, quickly.”
“Yes.”
“Take your time eating.”
So, do you want me to eat quickly or slowly?
So-eun grumbled internally and continued her meal quietly.
For a moment, it seemed like his eyes were smiling.
A terribly nice guy without any manners.
He was indeed kind. Now she could admit it. His personality was unpredictable and he was stubborn, but the more she knew him, the more she realized he had his good points.
A quiet meal without any idle chatter. Only her heart quietly beat in its place.
After the silent meal, So-eun gathered her bag. Tae-jun offered to give her a ride to the company, putting her in a position to accept another favor.
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…
——
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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