“What is it?”
He frowned heavily, lifting his upper body slightly.
“Hey! Don’t move!”
When he lifted his upper body, the blanket that was barely covering him slid down.
I quickly covered him with the blanket and shouted,
“Don’t speak loudly. It hurts my head.”
Was it important that his head was ringing now? I looked like I was about to cry.
“Ho, how did this happen. Why… why am I… with you…”
I stuttered, asking him.
When I asked, he deepened the creases in his forehead and spoke.
“You really don’t remember?”
“Re, remember?”
I tried to remember.
I had relentlessly poured soju at the beef soup restaurant, and when the feeling of alcohol rose up, I shouted for a second round with him.
He tried to go home with me, but when I slipped into the convenience store next to the soup restaurant, he followed me in with his hair messed up. And then….
“Don’t you remember?”
While I was holding my head and thinking, Ji Seo Joon asked again.
“Wa, wait a minute. I’m trying to remember, so wait.”
And when I went to the convenience store, I was fascinated by the words ‘4 cans of beer for 10,000 won’ and selected various kinds of beer to put in the basket for payment.
I probably needed some snacks, so I added canned peanuts and seaweed to the calculation later.
After that, I sat on a chair in front of the convenience store, opened a can of beer, and gulped it down.
The face of Ji Seo Joon, who sat in front of me with a disgruntled expression, came up vividly.
And then…. I can’t remember anything from then on.
“I can’t remember.”
“Are you joking? Try to remember quickly.”
I felt like something big would happen if I didn’t think, so I tried hard to remember by squeezing my head again, but from there, it was black. I couldn’t recall anything.
“I can’t remember….”
“Ha….”
When I tearfully said I couldn’t remember, Ji Seo Joon stood up abruptly from his seat, rubbing his head.
“Ah, seriously! Put some clothes on!”
Surprised by the sudden sight, I pulled the blanket all the way up to the top of my head.
There was the sound of plodding footsteps, then the sound of a door closing. After that, the sound of water started.
Had he gone to wash?
I peeked down from the blanket and looked around, but I couldn’t see his bare flesh anywhere.
The sound of water came from where Ji Seo Joon had gone. Only then did I begin to feel the gravity of the situation.
29 years.
It was a span of nearly 30 years.
Ji Seo Joon, who was born two days before me, had been my friend every day since I was born.
That meant we had been friends for 29 and a half years.
But, with him, I, a woman, had spent the night with him, a man.
“Moon Da Yul. Remember, you idiot! Remember!”
I punched my head so hard it made a ‘thud’ sound.
“Will that work if you hit it like that?”
He came out shaking the water off his hair with a towel, only covering his important parts, apparently done washing.
“Why didn’t you put on clothes!”
“Where are my clothes!”
Why was he asking me that? I flipped the blanket all the way up to the top of my head again.
I felt wronged and angry.
How could I sleep with him? I’d heard that someone could spend the night with a person of the opposite sex they didn’t even like.
That wasn’t me. I had no intention of doing it if it wasn’t someone I liked.
What’s more, wasn’t I his friend?
Was I not even his friend? Was I just his subordinate?
A sorrowful feeling began to rise.
“What are you doing.”
“What…. Sigh. What do you mean…. Sigh.”
“Are you crying?”
With my thirties just around the corner, the last thing I wanted was to be seen crying in bed after sleeping with a man, but there was nothing I could do about the tears that quietly seeped out.
“Hey.”
Ji Seo Joon tugged on the blanket.
“Don’t pull it!”
Startled, I gripped the blanket tightly.
However, his strength was formidable.
With a ‘snap’, I was dragged along with the blanket and ended up on his chest.
“Hey!”
Surprised by the firm touch on my cheek, I hastily tried to get up and run away. However, he firmly held my face and wouldn’t let go, leaving me awkwardly wrapped in the blanket.
“Are you crying.”
“….”
Ji Seo Joon’s expression was extremely dangerous. Based on my experience of nearly 30 years, he was very angry at the moment.
“Ah, I’m not crying.”
“Then what is this.”
He wiped my tear with his thumb and then held his thumb, now wet, in front of my eyes.
“It’s a runny nose.”
“Do you have a runny nose coming from your eyes?”
He could have pretended not to know in such a situation. But he was the kind of person who needed to correct like that to feel satisfied.
“Why are you crying when you were the one clinging to me to sleep together.”
“I was?”
What was Ji Seo Joon saying now? Who was clinging to whom? This was so ridiculous that my tears stopped.
“Then who else is here but you?”
“You, aren’t you speaking harshly because I can’t remember?”
“Why would I lie to you?”
“Well….”
In fact, Ji Seo Joon had never lied to me. I didn’t know whether he had never lied, or whether he had deceived me perfectly with his intelligent mind.
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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