“Busy, so busy!”
Academy classes were incredibly demanding. I was practically half-dead as I went back and forth to school.
The academy wasn’t the only issue. In addition to excelling at academy duties, I had to handle everything, including growing well, even direct exchanges with the upper echelons of the country.
“If it’s just the upper echelons’ affairs, it’s okay, but I have to handle Moon Class too!”
Without Moon Class, I could be tied to the academy and face potential danger. However, once I graduated from the academy, within the Mirmod family, I was practically treated as an adult.
Without my father’s interference, I could participate in the power dynamics within the Mirmod family, establish my name and achievements for the family, and, most importantly, engage in power struggles without relying on my father’s name!
During the time spent tirelessly, there was no room to suspect my father. Of course, the movements of the Imperial Palace and the Temple were closely observed, but…
“I have no idea where the Pope and Melodia Saint went.”
… I failed to find them.
After passing the midterms, the final exams, and gradually getting closer to Burger and Martin, who tried to bother me initially, I casually ignored characters like ‘Liena,’ who couldn’t say a word due to diplomatic issues resolving.
As a result…
“I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve seen cherry blossoms bloom and fall at school.”
“I’ve been walking like this with Lady Sian for years now.”
Before I knew it, time had flown by.
I stood under the large oak tree that we had taken over as our hideout when I was ten. My height had grown rapidly, and the oak tree didn’t look as ‘incredibly’ large as it used to.
“How old am I this year?”
When I asked, Acid, who was staring at me intently, whispered affectionately, “Fifteen.”
After entering the academy, five years had passed.
Many things had changed countless times, but…
“Dazzlingly beautiful… You’re in your prime.”
… Acid kept his promise.
He hadn’t changed as much as he had promised to always be by my side like a pair of feet.
If there was a change…
“Sian! Good evening!”
I waved to Leonhardt. If someone were to say that this person, who ran to me like a puppy, was an incomparably dangerous villain in , who would believe it?
I smiled brightly at Leonhardt, but I couldn’t smile when I saw someone else running behind him at a furious speed.
“Sian, I found a way to save the upper class!”
… There was someone after that.
I laughed mockingly as I watched Martin running towards me.
“Sian? I’ve become a sword expert. You don’t need to praise me.”
The three of them had made remarkable progress compared to nine years ago.
Even though they ran urgently, they showed dazzling progress in terms of physical stamina, to the point where they didn’t need to catch their breath. I responded with a hearty laugh.
“Yeah, well done, all of you! Truly impressive!”
Nine years had changed many things for the better.
“Now let’s head home!”
There was something that hadn’t changed in nine years. It was my father’s love for me.
Even though I was almost treated as an adult within the family at fifteen, my father was always anxious to put me on his lap.
Today, after wrestling with my father for a while and sitting side by side on the sofa, my father showed a slightly displeased expression.
“… You played with your dad, didn’t you, with all the academy and upper-class affairs.”
“Dad, so you’re upset about that?”
Ah, something hadn’t changed.
Although nine years have passed, it still felt like I used the word ‘Dad.’ The thought brought a subtle smile to my lips. Dad quietly sharpened his teeth.
“Who are you thinking about, Sian? In front of your dad. What about those male friends of yours, any thoughts?”
“Huh? No!”
I laughed heartily and hastily searched my pockets. Then I handed my report card to Dad.
Coincidentally, the final exam results had just come out. Dad, who looked at the report card I gave him, widened his eyes and said,
“We should probably throw a party.”
“Huh? A party?”
“It will be a party of imperial scale.”
“But we have a party every year! We almost got into real trouble last time during the party…”
Dad forcefully shook his head, as if to say he couldn’t compromise this time.
“Even if we do it every year, it’s special every year! Especially this year, our daughter is graduating. Since our daughter ranked first in her graduating class, it’s natural to have a party every month.”
“Oh, no! If we do that, we’ll become beggars…”
It seemed there was no way to stop Dad. Because, at this moment, Dad suddenly got up and left to meet an aide as if he had urgent business.
‘I don’t understand anymore…’
After entering the Mirmod Mansion and spending ten years, I hoped that Dad would develop some economic sense, but…
‘Our dad is still our dad.’
I decided to give up. If the budget was insufficient, I could cover it, and strangely, even though Dad spent money like that, it seemed like the budget didn’t show a deficit.
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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