“Really, were there no signs of homicide?”
With a low but pleasant voice, Tae Joon asked with a clear intention.
However, Heo Gyeong Jun kept his mouth firmly shut and did not answer. Not only that, he was so out of it that he couldn’t even think of avoiding the overflowing alcohol in the small glass.
There was definitely something.
There was no reason for Heo Gyeong Jun to be so tense over a single question unless it was so.
He put down the sake bottle that had been overflowing and silently looked at Heo Gyeong Jun. Only then did Heo Gyeong Jun regain his senses, hastily putting down his glass and wiping the spilled alcohol from his hand with a napkin.
And in that split moment, Heo Gyeong Jun’s piercing gaze returned. He had finally come to his senses.
“So, you’re questioning whether I handled that matter properly, questioning my sincerity.”
“……”
“But I don’t think I have an obligation to answer a question that’s already been thrown in doubt.”
Tae Joon’s eyes fell heavily at the clear will in Heo Gyeong Jun’s voice.
“If that’s why you wanted to meet me, I’m going to leave. It’s pointless for me to hold my position here because I have nothing more to say.”
Heo Gyeong Jun expressed his will in a heavy voice and got up from his seat. But from behind him, Tae Joon’s sharp voice flew in like a needle.
“Sit down.”
“I told you, it’s pointless for me to hold my position here anymore.”
“What do you think will happen if I pull out my investment now? It might be a small loss for me, but as far as I know, Mr. Director, it was your entire fortune. You even used up your retirement pay.”
“!”
“……Is it still meaningless to hold your position?”
For a moment, Heo Gyeong Jun, who had reached out for the sliding door, hesitated.
Tae Joon was right. If Tae Joon withdrew his investment now, Heo Gyeong Jun, who had been an early investor, could lose all of his investment. That remark ultimately held Heo Gyeong Jun back.
Heo Gyeong Jun bit his lip. Facing a man who already had doubts about his past was never an easy task, especially if the man was like him.
However, feeling he could no longer avoid it, he eventually turned around and sat back in his seat.
“You threaten, very politely.”
Despite the sarcastic remark, Tae Joon was nonchalant.
“The business world is cold, isn’t it? I invested, so I need to recoup my investment.”
“Didn’t you invest because you saw the potential of this business?”
“There is potential in the business. But there are plenty of businesses with even greater potential.”
“……”
“There are countless bigger visions for me. So, what do you think is the reason why I invested in the first place?”
“You’re saying you’ve sprinkled that money, which most people can’t even see in their lifetime, just to hear the truth about that case?”
Heo Gyeong Jun retorted, raising an eyebrow. His pride was hurt by the fact that he had been outmaneuvered by Tae Joon, who was much younger than him.
However, Tae Joon, as if he didn’t care about Heo Gyeong Jun’s attitude, emptied his glass and let out his uniquely charming voice.
“Just that.”
“……”
“I can invest more than just that in the truth you call ‘just that’.”
“Even if it’s an unwanted truth?”
“Yes. Even if it’s an unwanted truth, doesn’t the truth itself hold meaning?”
In Tae Joon’s voice, which was soft yet firm, Heo Gyeong Jun bit his lip.
Then, after draining the glass that Tae Joon had generously filled earlier, he opened his mouth with a strained voice.
“Then let me tell you. The unwanted truth.”
“……”
“That incident was indeed a suicide.”
Tae Joon’s languid gaze pierced towards him at Heo Gyeong Jun’s unshakeable voice.
Choked by the aura that overwhelmed the surrounding air, Heo Gyeong Jun found it hard to breathe.
But he couldn’t back down now.
To anyone’s eyes, the man in front of him was the apex predator in the food chain. The moment he took a step back, it felt as if the man would snatch his throat.
So he held on. He could lose everything he had the moment he showed a weakness to him.
A heavy silence followed for a while.
In the meantime, Tae Joon refilled his glass and emptied it. Heo Gyeong Jun silently watched him put down the cleanly emptied glass.
Eventually, it was Tae Joon who broke the chilly silence.
“Chief, do you exactly know what incident I am talking about?”
Tae Joon wondered if Heo Gyeong Jun might be confusing it with another case. But such a confusion was impossible.
Heo Gyeong Jun had handled numerous cases, resolved many injustices, and caught numerous criminals, but among those many cases, a few particularly remained in his memory.
And one of those was the case Tae Joon mentioned. So he couldn’t possibly be mistaken, even if he wanted to be.
“I know. The Hannamdong suicide case. It caused a stir for a while because someone died in a wealthy neighborhood. It’s the case of a woman who couldn’t withstand the violence of her drunken thug of a husband and committed suicide.”
Heo Gyeong Jun’s voice had become much softer, regaining its composure compared to before.
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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