“What am I doing? Just giving you a raspberry.”
I laughed uproariously, hitting the floor. Rodrio, cautious that I might do something weird again, defensively hugged his belly. He was cute.
Whether he’s a human or a tiger, he’s cute either way.
Rodrio hopped around in anger. I had to make a disingenuous apology for a while.
Rodrio warned he would never transform into a tiger in front of me again.
Why go that far… what a pity. I’ll have to bribe him with some treats later.
I finally pacified Rodrio and continued the paused game of hide-and-seek.
Now it was my turn to hide.
Cute is cute, but cheating is cheating.
You dare transform into a tiger during hide-and-seek? Seems like you forgot what kind of animal I am.
I quickly transformed into a hedgehog and hid under a chestnut tree, blending in with the chestnuts that looked just like me.
I giggled so much my quills quivered.
“Cecilia, where are you? I can’t see you.”
Rodrio circled around me, calling my name.
“You’ve turned into a hedgehog now, haven’t you? How sly.”
You’re the one who started the anthropomorphism.
Rodrio came near the chestnut tree where I was hiding.
“Here you are, Cecilia!”
Wrong, that’s just a chestnut!
Rodrio picked up an empty chestnut and threw it away in frustration.
“This is the real Cecilia!”
Wrong again!
After several failed attempts, picking up nothing but chestnuts, Rodrio just slumped to the ground. He couldn’t find me even when he walked right past me.
Am I starting to feel bad about this? Are those chestnuts and I really indistinguishable?
No way. My quills are denser and shinier. I can’t be compared to those plants.
“Cecilia, really, that’s so sly. Turn back into a human quickly.”
He’s going to get mad if this goes on.
Just as I was about to transform back into a human—
I was abruptly lifted up.
“Still playing even though it’s late? You’re lively.”
Idrish’s face appeared large in front of me.
“Wow, the real Cecilia. How did Idrish find her in one go? Everything here looks like Cecilia.”
“Not at all.”
Idrish said that and put me back down on the ground.
I quickly transformed back into a human and adjusted my clothes and hairstyle.
“It’s mealtime.”
You came to talk about my confession from yesterday, didn’t you?
But to say that, you should send Rodrio away first.
“Come to think of it, I’m hungry. I wish you’d make something delicious.”
Rodrio ran ahead as I wished.
Idrish and I walked without a word. Nervously, I kept fiddling with my fingers.
But Idrish said nothing even as we reached the entrance of the mansion.
What’s this? If we go in like this, it’ll be difficult to find time to talk again.
“Um, Idrish.”
Finally, I called out to him. Idrish stopped and looked back at me.
I couldn’t read anything from his expression.
“Why?”
Why, you ask?
I was rather flustered.
“Do you, by any chance, have something to say to me?”
“No.”
“You don’t? But…”
I confessed my feelings for you yesterday. It definitely wasn’t a dream…
“Do you have something to say to me?”
“No…”
“Then I’ll go in first.”
Idrish said so and unceremoniously stepped into the mansion.
I stood there, staring at his receding figure.
Idrish gave no response to my drunken confession, but perhaps that was an answer in itself.
“I see. A rejection not even worth responding to.”
My heart sank.
I returned to the mansion and went straight to my room.
There was no way I could sit down and have a jovial dinner with Idrish.
I was such a fool.
I regretted saying what I had in a drunken state yesterday, but deep down, I had hoped. Again.
The thing about lingering affection is that it’s merciless. If there’s even a sliver of a chance, even a tiny opening, it grows wildly on its own. It blooms its own hope.
Wouldn’t Idrish have different thoughts after hearing my feelings?
Wouldn’t he realize feelings he hadn’t been aware of?
Perhaps.
Maybe.
But nothing changed.
I liked Idrish, and Idrish did not.
He didn’t seem to care about my feelings in the slightest.
“Better this way. Now that I’ve done this much, there’s no point in clinging. I just have to sort out my feelings. I can handle my own heart.”
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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