“Please postpone the breakfast meeting and other school hours for the time being. The luncheon advisory committee meeting will also be replaced online after school. I will take care of Yul until we find a new home tutor.”
“Yes, understood, Master.”
The morning after a tsunamilike typhoon swept through.
After giving instructions to Team Leader Nam, the grumbling of Ja Hyeon was prominent in the dining room where they came down for breakfast.
“So, what did I say? I told you something was fishy from the start when he was playing around so nicely with that home tutor, didn’t I? I told you to be cautious, but you said you trusted him. Serves you right. It’s okay to fire the home tutor, but why hit the kid? What’s so big about 20 million won?”
“That’s right. From mother’s scale, it would have to be about 200 billion won, not 20 million won, to say he did something wrong.”
Gritting his teeth, Ja Hyeon suffered a brief spasm in his jaw, unable to speak in front of the employees and holding in his anger.
The reason he didn’t reveal that Gyo Hwan had impersonated his mother at school was to prevent a secondary dispute with his mother and fatherinlaw, Professor Kim Yong Hoon.
“Oh, our young master is here!”
With a gentle smile, Ja Hyeon rustled like a spring breeze towards Seung Yul, who was descending the stairs with a gloomy expression and his school bag in hand.
“If you’re in pain, why don’t you take a day off? Don’t push yourself. How’s the place where you were hit by dad yesterday? Are you okay?”
“He was whining so much that he couldn’t even hit properly.”
While applying jam to a freshly baked bread with a knife, Gyo Hwan stared at Seung Yul as if he was asking what he was doing.
“Hurry up and eat, before it gets late.”
“Hello. Your father came again today?”
The homeroom teacher greeted Gyo Hwan warmly, who had personally gotten out of the car and escorted Seung Yul to the classroom.
“Please contact me if there are any issues with Seung Yul in the future.”
After sending the child to the classroom, Gyo Hwan handed out a business card with the secretary’s office number written on it.
“Then what about Seung Yul’s mother…?”
“…”
Facing Gyo Hwan, who was as stiff as a plaster statue, the homeroom teacher took the business card with an awkward smile.
“Ah, you must be busy. Understood.”
“Please do not let anyone meet the child without my permission.”
The homeroom teacher could intuit from 20 years of teaching experience that the person in question was the mother herself.
“Then, I’ll leave it to you.”
As Gyo Hwan, who had just finished his polite greeting, was leaving, Team Leader Nam, who was standing in front of the car, handed over a tablet containing morning meeting materials.
“Master.”
Upon exiting the school gate and stopping the car in front of the crossing, Team Leader Nam called out to Gyo Hwan.
“What is it?”
Gyo Hwan, who had been staring at the tablet with his arm resting, looked up.
“Well…”
“What?”
What were you trying to say? Turning his gaze out the window, Gyo Hwan saw Hyo Jin, who was craning her neck and looking around at the school gate.
“It seems like she came to see Seung Yul. What should we do?”
“Leave her be.”
Gyo Hwan, who had foreseen this and had already spoken to the homeroom teacher, stared again at the financial statements of the company that was about to be merged and acquired.
Vroom. Upon spotting Gyo Hwan’s car approaching, Hyo Jin quickly turned her back and covered her face with her hand.
‘Why is Seung Yul’s father here at this time?’
Usually, he would have been at work even before 7 o’clock for the breakfast meeting.
The silhouette staring at the tablet in the back seat of the car was undoubtedly Gyo Hwan.
‘Does he think it’s not enough to chase me out, he needs to monitor his school life as well?’
She thought she could meet Seung Yul if she came to school.
“Miss Bong!”
“My goodness, it’s Roy!”
Hyo Jin seemed to see a halo around Roy, as if he were a savior.
“What are you doing here?”
“I have a favor to ask. Could you deliver this to Seung Yul?”
“Why?”
“Uh, the lady has some circumstances, and she won’t be able to see Seung Yul for a while.”
“Can’t you ask someone else?”
“Eh?”
Hyo Jin, who had thought he would naturally accept her request, was at a loss for words.
“Seung Yul said we’re not friends.”
Why on earth would the baby say such a thing?
“How about taking this opportunity to become friends? As you know, Seung Yul has only recently transferred schools and doesn’t have any friends.”
Roy stared down at Hyo Jin, who was folding her knees and laughing heartily, with his big, rolling eyes.
“Seung Yul would be really grateful if he knew you delivered it. The lady is asking you this favor.”
Hyo Jin held out a neatly folded note as if begging with both hands.
“Alright, then, whatever.”
Roy picked up the note with his fingers, as if reluctantly accepting a prince’s request.
“Choi Seung Yul!”
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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