But one shouldn’t mock her. Aris may not be smart, but with endless ambition and the abilities of a high priestess, she has been given the ability of a sharp knife pressed against a child.
“Then, will you really arrange a meeting?”
“Anytime you wish, Miss.”
I chuckled inwardly.
I can bring up the topic if I want.
“But if you become close to the barbarian prince, everyone will talk behind your back…”
“Outwardly, perhaps, but inside, won’t they secretly envy you?”
“That’s true.”
Trying to look serious, her face made me burst into laughter.
However, Aris couldn’t find it amusing at all.
“But what if he proposes to me? It would be awkward, wouldn’t it?”
“…What?”
Not understanding at first, I asked again, and Aris sighed.
“He’s going back to the desert anyway. If that barbarian proposes to me, do I have to go to the desert too?”
“…”
“He says it’s all sand there. I hate sand.”
‘Is she making fun of me?’
Such suspicion crossed my mind for a moment, but looking at her expression, I realized.
‘She’s sincere.’
For the first time, I was left speechless.
Oh my. It was so dreadful that I trembled as if expressing that.
“You can think about that when the time comes.”
Am I wearing a wicked smile right now? I’m not confident in having a genuine smile.
“Still…”
“Miss, did you see people’s reactions?”
“Reactions?”
“People seem to dislike the prince, but they couldn’t take their eyes off him. If you receive a proposal from such a person, wow, everyone in high society will know your name! You might even get more attention than the princess.”
“…Is that so? Well, it wasn’t as bad as I thought. It seemed like he kept looking at me.”
Aris is weak. Trend. Popularity. I poked at those aspects, and she completely understood.
“Then, Unni, let’s arrange the meeting once…”
“Aris.”
Aris’s voice abruptly stopped. She urgently turned around.
“Hu, Hubert…”
‘He’s intervening around this time.’
I slowly turned my gaze to him. Hubert, who was smiling faintly, looked as neat and tidy as usual.
“What are you enjoying the conversation so much for?”
‘Even though he heard everything.’
But his expression and tone seemed as if he just came out.
Aris, who seemed to have been caught off guard, looked back desperately.
“Ah, that, we were talking about Unni’s date with the prince.”
‘Trying to shift the blame to me.’
Hubert glanced at me briefly.
“Is that so? Still, it’s better to go inside and talk. It’s not good for everyone to know the story of a grown virgin dating a foreign man.”
“…”
“Isn’t that right, Egraine?”
‘What? Why is he saying something to me?’
Even though I subtly hinted at Aris’s masculine endeavors.
“Be careful.”
I replied obediently, and he pursed his lips as if he was going to say something more.
“Anything else?”
Feeling frustrated, I asked first, and after closing his mouth once, he soon stared at me.
“…Was it fun?”
“…?”
‘What is he saying?’
“It was enjoyable.”
Hesitating for a moment, I gave a safe answer, and Hubert stared at me silently.
“Well, that’s fortunate.”
“…?”
That was the end.
He passed through between Aris and me.
Tap, tap.
The sound of Kane hitting the floor echoed.
“Hubert!”
Belatedly coming to her senses, Aris chased after him.
Watching the backs of the two, I felt an indescribable discomfort.
‘Why is he like that?’
Somehow, it felt like I had left an impression, but the purpose of sowing doubt about Aris in his heart through the recent conversation seemed to have been achieved.
Doubts about Aris, who could turn her eyes to someone else at any time.
‘Although the response was lukewarm, it’s uncomfortable.’
Since I couldn’t understand why Hubert’s reaction was like that, I soon shrugged my shoulders.
And that night, I received Hubert’s summons.
The door closed behind me.
Hubert, seated, pointed to the opposite sofa. I quietly went and sat down, and he pushed a teacup towards me. The strong scent of black tea wafted through the air.
Taking a warm sip, I looked at Hubert, who quietly observed me while taking a sip of his tea.
Although my gaze was on the tea, I was alert to every single one of Hubert’s glances.
‘Why did he suddenly call me?’
Rolling my head to figure out his intentions, I felt his gaze continually on me.
Thud.
Hubert put down his teacup.
‘Okay. Let’s get to the point quickly.’
“Did you talk to Mr. Jason?”
“Huh?”
As I blinked, a strange look returned.
“He mentioned a while ago that he hadn’t reported on time.”
“Oh, that. Yeah, we talked. I warned him, but well, you know, he doesn’t listen well because he’s a commoner.”
He shrugged and continued speaking.
“I said I understood, but I don’t really trust him. There have been stories lately that his son failed in a ship investment. Bad rumors are spreading.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah. How about changing the investment manager at this point?”
‘He seems to have something up his sleeve.’
Since it was my action, I could roughly sense it. No matter how many times I said it, Hubert didn’t believe it.
As expected, he furrowed his brow.
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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