As Lee Hyun pondered what conversation topic to bring up, something entered his view and caught his attention.
“Han Yerin, here.”
“Yes?”
Lee Hyun lightly touched his lips with his index finger and tapped Dash.
Yerin’s lips had wine near them, and this action was a gesture indicating that she should wipe it away with a tissue.
However, Yerin, either misunderstanding or playing along, closed her eyes and smiled sensually.
“You want me to touch them?”
Yerin leaned forward abruptly, and, as Lee Hyun had touched a moment ago, pressed the area with his index finger.
When Yerin’s fingers touched, Lee Hyun’s eyes widened noticeably.
“No, I didn’t mean to touch my lips.”
Yerin’s lips, pressed by her, seemed to heat up as if they were about to burst.
Quickly, Lee Hyun grabbed Yerin’s wrist.
Huh.
Exhaling a hot breath, Lee Hyun continued speaking calmly.
“Han Yerin, there’s wine on your lips.”
“Oh.”
Yerin seemed to be genuinely drunk this time.
Normally, Yerin would put up a wall and be cautious with Lee Hyun, but today, it was the opposite.
Yerin, closing her eyes like crescent moons, stepped back.
“I thought you were boasting about how attractive Lee Hyun’s lips are again.”
After wiping her lips with a tissue, Yerin threw it into the trash can under the table.
Watching this, Lee Hyun, in a low tone, asked.
“Is it attractive?”
“Lee Hyun?”
“Yes.”
For a brief moment, there was a pause.
Usually, when the two were together, tension was Yerin’s responsibility.
Today was the opposite.
Lee Hyun, hiding his effort to stay calm, waited for Yerin’s next words.
“But before that, I have something I want to ask.”
“What is it?”
“Lee Hyun, do you have an injection?”
“An injection?”
“Yes.”
There was no injection.
From the beginning, he had a high tolerance, and even after drinking a lot, he never showed it.
And today, in this place, Lee Hyun hadn’t taken a sip of wine, so there was no need to worry about getting drunk.
Drinking alone, Yerin seemed to have missed that.
“Han Yerin, why are you asking about my injection?”
“An injection? Why would I need one?”
“If you tell me about Lee Hyun’s injection, I’ll tell you about mine.”
With a teasing smile, Yerin revealed the reason she asked this question.
Seeing Yerin laugh alone, Lee Hyun’s heart trembled.
He wanted to keep this beautiful sight to himself.
After roughly understanding the flow of the conversation, it seemed that it wouldn’t be good to tell the truth that there was no injection.
So, feeling a pang of conscience, Lee Hyun fabricated a nonexistent injection.
“The next day, I don’t remember well.”
“Really?”
“Yes. People often say the film is cut.”
Yerin clapped her hands, delighted if something good had happened.
And she began to reveal the real reason for this question.
“Lee Hyun, did you also get drunk now?”
No, not at all.
But he felt he should act like he was.
“Yes, it seems so.”
Ah, actually, he did. He was intoxicated by Yerin’s charm in front of him.
Even if alcohol detoxifies over time, there was no antidote for being captivated by Yerin’s charm.
It seemed impossible to leave Yeongyeong.
As if she was about to share an incredible secret, Yerin leaned forward.
Lee Hyun’s T-shirt, given by Yeongyeong, was too big, and the shoulders kept slipping.
Yerin boldly pulled up her clothes, then covered her mouth with one hand and whispered into Lee Hyun’s ear.
“Lee Hyun, you won’t remember tomorrow, so I’m telling you.”
“…….”
“Lee Hyun, you’re incredibly charming.”
“Is that so?”
Although he answered casually, Lee Hyun’s heart was pounding uncontrollably.
It was not only because of what Yerin had said but also due to the warm heat reaching his ear.
When he tried to get up from his seat, Yerin grabbed his wrist firmly, gesturing for him to sit down again.
It felt like he was getting back everything he had done to Yerin so far.
Was she trying to train him like this?
However, Yerin was just a person in a good mood due to the pleasant drink, with no such intention.
Lee Hyun, calming his pounding heart, nodded as if to say, “Go on.”
“In fact, I’m happy to serve Lee Hyun.”
This was also news to him.
“At first, I was a bit surprised and embarrassed…”
“But?”
“As we spent time together, you were so considerate.”
“And?”
“You seem like a good person.”
“Do you mean a good man?”
At that question, Yerin hesitated for a moment.
“Um.”
The hesitation lasted quite a while.
Finally, her red lips opened.
“But really, Lee Hyun, you won’t remember tomorrow, right?”
Even if it wasn’t true, he had to say it was.
Because he was curious about Yerin’s next story.
“Yes, you won’t remember anything tomorrow.”
Encouraged by this, Yerin slowly swept down Lee Hyun’s large hand, muttering to herself.
“A wonderful man, right?”
“…….”
“Of course, I respect you as my superior.”
Listening to Yerin’s heartbeat, which must have been pounding loudly, Lee Hyun froze to the point of feeling scared.
“By the way, your hands are really beautiful.”
Yerin looked at Lee Hyun’s long fingers, then took his wrist.
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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