Let's Kidnap The Male Lead! (19 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 8
I opened my mouth, frightened by Dietrich’s sharp glare.
To avoid death, I had to keep struggling.
“Please, calm down and hear me out. It’s true you’re overwhelmingly number one—but there are two others tied for first place as well.”
The blade had already crept right before my eyes.
He, who had been radiating a dangerous aura, paused briefly, then gave an arrogant nod—as if telling me to go on.
“Your face is truly exceptional, but remember—I’m the connoisseur who’s sifted through countless handsome men. There have been two others so far whose looks rival yours. If you saw them, you’d understand. Their styles differ, but their levels of handsomeness are nearly identical—so close that ranking them feels almost unfair.”
“That’s utterly unbelievable. To think there are two others in this world with beauty rivaling yours? Nonsense.”
His explosive, baseless confidence left me momentarily dumbfounded.
Yet, catching sight of Dietrich’s raised eyebrow, I found myself nodding inwardly in agreement.
It wasn’t baseless confidence at all—his face itself was the proof.
‘Unlucky bastard.’
But my words had been sincere.
I truly had kidnapped two men whose looks rivaled Dietrich’s:
Melphis and our Len.
Their distinct auras and facial features aside, their beauty was comparable—merely a matter of personal preference.
But convincing Dietrich, who hadn’t seen them, would be no easy task.
Just then—
With a loud crash, part of the ceiling collapsed.
Someone agilely dropped through the gaping hole.
Thick smoke billowed out, instantly obscuring our vision.
Immediately, someone wrapped an arm around me from behind.
As the smoke gradually cleared, the intruder’s face came into view.
‘…Len?’
From beneath the intruder’s hood, vivid green eyes glowed fiercely.
That familiar hue—definitely Len.
He glared at Dietrich with killing intent so intense it could melt everything in its path.
Though not directed at me, the sheer pressure made my legs weaken slightly—even making him feel strangely unfamiliar.
‘He mustn’t provoke Dietrich!’
I was grateful he’d come to rescue me, but if Dietrich flew into a rage and swung that sword even once, we’d both be dead for sure.
Between my clumsy magical abilities and Len’s mere physical strength, we stood no chance against Dietrich.
‘Please drop the killing intent.’
I gently patted and stroked Len’s arm, but nothing changed.
Gathering my courage amidst the tense atmosphere, I turned my head toward Dietrich.
To my surprise, he looked thoroughly amused.
Moreover, the summoned sword had already vanished from his hand—who knew where it had gone.
“Lady Vivian, could this man be one of those you mentioned?”
“Don’t you dare address Lady Vivian so casually—mmph!”
“Hahaha, yes! Exactly! It’s him.”
I quickly clamped my hand over Len’s mouth—preventing any more bombshell remarks—and gave an awkward laugh.
“Hold on.”
Dietrich extended his hand toward Len, emanating an ominous aura.
‘Is he about to attack?’
I tensed in fear, but all he did was pull off Len’s hood.
Then, with a sigh of admiration, he nodded slowly and began clapping leisurely.
“Your Ladyship’s discerning eye… is truly remarkable.”
“R-right? So you agree? He really is as handsome as you?”
“Certainly, I’m still slightly better-looking… but his beauty is undeniably extraordinary.”
Huh. So the mood’s actually turned completely fine now?
Judging by the situation, as long as Len kept quiet, we’d definitely survive.
I immediately shot Len a look signaling him to stay silent. Len complied, withdrawing his killing intent.
Yet his firm arm remained wrapped protectively around me.
Carefully watching Dietrich’s expression, I cautiously continued speaking.
“So… does this mean you’ll spare us? Since we’ve told the truth?”
“Hmm? I never intended to kill you from the start.”
“What? Then what was all that about just now…?”
“I was merely amusing myself—your reactions were entertaining. For a criminal splashed across the front page of newspapers, you’re surprisingly naive, Lady.”
“Aha… hahaha…”
An awkward laugh, broken like a goat’s bleat, involuntarily escaped my lips.
I knew he was odd, but was he truly insane? Why on earth would he play such a deadly prank?
Yet Dietrich, apparently believing I was genuinely amused, laughed along cheerfully.
“Well then, my business here is finished. I shall take my leave.”
“……!”
This was welcome news indeed.
My lips nearly shot up to the ceiling—and refused to come back down—but I did my best to stay composed as I addressed him.
“Do you know the way out? Let me show you.”
“I already know the way. However…”
Why? What is it? Just leave already—don’t waste time with nonsense.
Fearing he might change his mind, I waited anxiously for his next words.
“Next time we meet, I’d appreciate it if you’d call me by my name instead of that strange ‘you.’ Just say ‘Dietrich.'”
“Of course! Absolutely!”
I gave an emphatic nod, though inwardly I scoffed.
As if I’d ever agree to that!
Like hell I’d meet him again—ever.
Even if our paths crossed by chance, I’d do everything in my power to avoid him.
Unaware of my inner thoughts, Dietrich seemed satisfied with my response and nodded contentedly.
Then, with leisurely grace, he exited the surveillance room.
Still holding Len’s arms wrapped around me, I began bouncing and dancing gleefully.
“He’s finally gone! He’s really gone! Len, we survived certain death today!”
Len, who’d been unwittingly matching my dance steps, gently stopped me.
“Lady Vivian, are you injured anywhere? What exactly happened?”
Worry etched across his face, he grasped my cheeks and turned my head side to side, meticulously inspecting every inch of me.
He seemed determined not to miss even the tiniest scratch.
“I’m relieved you don’t appear hurt. But how on earth did that man get in here? I’m sorry—I should’ve stayed by your side…”
“Oh, don’t even mention it. If we’d been together, we might both be dead. And guess who my target turned out to be? None other than ‘that’ Dietrich Belvedus. You know him, right? When he walked through the door… I thought Death himself had come to take me!”
Overjoyed, I quickly summarized what had just happened.
Len listened quietly, but his expression grew increasingly grim.
“Well, at least he turned out saner than expected. Our hideout’s a bit wrecked, but we weren’t murdered, right?”
Still humming happily and dancing in celebration of survival, I suddenly heard the door creak open behind us.
In this situation, only one person could possibly open that door.
Goosebumps erupted all over my body. I stiffly turned to look.
It was Dietrich. Fortunately, his indifferent expression suggested he hadn’t witnessed my ridiculous dance.
“On second thought, since I destroyed the previous room… Is there another room available?”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
I tilted my head in confusion.
Why was he suddenly back, saying something so bizarre?
“You keep kidnapped handsome men locked up for a month, don’t you? I can’t be the only exception.”
“…What?”
Scratch that—he’s definitely not sane after all.
[This is the timeline separator]The hideout’s dining room.
Vivian sighed deeply as she watched the man seated across from her.
“…Is it delicious?”
“It’s quite decent. Your subordinate is quite skilled in the kitchen as well. Truly, handsome men excel in all areas.”
Dietrich stabbed his food with a fork, popped it into his mouth, then gave a teasing smile.
“Hahaha, yeah…”
Vivian replied with a reluctant expression.
‘How did I end up like this?’
Peacefully sharing a meal face-to-face with that man, of all people.
Vivian recalled the events of the past few days.
It all started when Dietrich stubbornly insisted on staying here.
She expected him to just go home, but instead, he claimed that like the other handsome men, he too must remain confined here for a full month.
So Vivian reluctantly assigned him a guest room—and even handed over the key.
‘If I didn’t give it to him, he might just break another door down…’
At that point, she’d only been trying to save on repair costs.
But after a few days, she realized it might’ve been better to just imprison him properly—forget about repairs.
‘Even though I gave him the key, why does he keep wandering in and out like this? Is this a hotel or what?’
She wanted to grab Dietrich by the collar and demand answers, but held back—not because she feared him, of course.
For five days that felt like five years, Dietrich relentlessly pestered her.
He constantly joined her at meals, stood openly behind her while she scouted the streets for handsome men, and even showed up claiming boredom—demanding she repeat her earlier compliments about his looks.
‘Ugh, I’m exhausted. I just want this month to end quickly…’
The thought of spending three more weeks with him gave her a splitting headache.
‘Really, he’s such a weirdo. No—actually, compared to Melphis, he’s practically an angel.’
Dietrich might be strange, but Melphis was far worse.
That lunatic kept showing up every season in disguises, begging to be kidnapped again.
No matter how many times she asked why, he’d just dodge the question with nonsense—leaving her unable to grasp his true motive.
If she had to rank the most infuriating man she’d ever kidnapped, Melphis would undoubtedly be number one.
The narcissistic, looks-obsessed guy ranked a disappointing second.
‘Honestly, Dietrich seems like a heavenly maiden in comparison now.’
At least with him, there was a guarantee he’d return home in three weeks.
Realizing how entangled she’d become with such odd characters, Vivian let out another sigh.
Just then—
The door opened, and Len hurried in, urgently calling her name.
“Lady Vivian! Sorry to interrupt your meal, but a handsome man has appeared!”
“It’s fine—I was nearly done eating anyway.”
Vivian quickly rose from her seat.
But Len suddenly strode toward her, gently lifting her chin.
Their faces drew naturally closer.
Slowly, Len’s thumb brushed across her lips.
“There was something stuck.”
He gave a gentle, refreshing smile, his eyes soft.
“I’m not a child—I didn’t even notice. Thanks.”
“It’s my joy to care for you, Lady Vivian.”
Pretending to guide her out, Len casually draped his arm over her shoulders.
Then, subtly glancing back, he cast Dietrich a cold, sharp look.
“Hooh…”
At that sight, Dietrich let out a small, intrigued sound—as if he’d just discovered something fascinating.
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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