“You, you keep saying strange things, that’s why!!”
“Strange things? Unni, I just told you because you seemed so happy. There was nothing there from the beginning. I just told you because you seemed so happy.”
“…….”
“Ah, it’s today.”
“What’s today?”
When Elzé entered the room, he looked at Cessenia with a much quieter expression than before.
“The news of the sale will come. It’s about the Hephria wool and firewood that were already sold a week ago.”
“You… did it on purpose, didn’t you?”
“What?”
“The fact that you sold it… intentionally didn’t announce it?”
“Why. Why didn’t you announce it?”
Elzé’s face, which seemed to have no intention of hiding the fact that he had set fire, turned red.
“It’s amusing.”
“What?”
“It was obvious that work would come. So, I intentionally hid it. To give you a sense of despair, unni. How about it? Isn’t it despairing? The thing I did, thinking hard, has become nothing.”
“…You’re really wicked.”
“Who’s saying what to whom. Well then, go out. Unni. Shouldn’t you settle down?”
“Although it turned out like this this time, don’t think you’ll win next time.”
Cessenia nodded happily.
“Please win.”
“You’re so relaxed. Let’s see how long your ease will last.”
“Yeah. This appearance. The ease you always had, thinking you were the winner. I liked it when you kept that appearance. So, stay that way.”
Elzé, perhaps now realizing the situation, moved outside. Cessenia, watching him, sifted through the documents brought by Rohan.
“The culprit has already been found… Of course, they are not talking about the mastermind. What should we do?”
“We have to make them pay. It’s okay not to reveal the mastermind.”
“What?”
“I would rather the mastermind not be exposed. That way, unni can continue to bother me. That’s what I want. Unni not giving up and continuing to torment me.”
And tasting numerous despair.
That way, she would have the will to fight me at the risk of her life.
Cessenia swallowed the cooled tea in one gulp and smiled while looking at the documents.
That afternoon.
After reviewing all the documents brought by Rohan and deciding how to punish the culprit, Cessenia was spending some leisurely time after a long time.
However, that leisurely time did not last long.
“The Marquis has suggested having a family dinner.”
“A family dinner. Wasn’t it already the day for a meal?”
“No, but since there was something to say today. Since there are various matters, tidy up your busy work and attend, he said.”
Since there was no busy work anyway, Cessenia nodded in response to the steward’s words.
“I’ll join without being late.”
“Yes, Miss Cessenia.”
It was truly an unwanted dining occasion. In the past, such gatherings were genuinely enjoyable. At least there, she felt recognized as a true family. But not now.
The words “I don’t want to go” were on the tip of her tongue, but Cessenia shook her head reluctantly.
“There’s not much time left.”
When spring comes, Cessenia planned to leave this house. Until then, she had decided to endure and endure.
That evening.
Elzé was also present at the dinner table. It seemed like she had recognized what Cessenia had wanted her to see; her face didn’t look good at all. Sitting across from Cessenia, Elzé reluctantly picked up the fork, suppressing her anger.
“Today seems to be a good day.”
“What’s the matter?”
“Haha. It’s nice to see you pretending not to know when you actually do, Cessenia.”
It was a question out of genuine ignorance, but the Marquis praised her for it. His appearance seemed strange, as if he were someone trying to win her heart at all costs.
“Yes?”
“You’ve done something big.”
“If it’s something big…”
“This business has been very successful. You don’t need to hide it.”
“Ah, that’s obvious. My father supported me.”
Cessenia deliberately shifted the credit for the accomplishment from herself to the Marquis. The Marquis always emphasized the virtue of humility to Cessenia. Specifically, he taught her not to live by her own taste of excellence wherever she went, saying that it was all thanks to her excellent father.
The Marquis also felt to some extent that Cessenia was superior to Elzé. That was one way to prevent her from advancing, and he did the same this time. Ironically, the Marquis nodded.
“No, it’s all thanks to your hard work.”
“…It’s strange, Father. Weren’t you always angry when I said that?”
“Haha. I wasn’t in my right mind at that time. Actually, it’s not something you did alone. I should praise what deserves praise.”
“Really… You seem different.”
If it were like this in the past, wouldn’t she have been a little less hurt?
If he were this kind of father, wouldn’t he have protected her when the Emperor, her husband, was said to be having an affair?
Wouldn’t he have comforted her first when her sister said her husband was having an affair?
But Cessenia had already been wounded to the soul.
“People don’t change.”
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!”
——
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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