Entering her house, Seorin collapsed onto the sofa. The shock from the truth had not subsided.
The words Minhyung boasted about, acquiring a construction company this time, flashed through her mind.
If it were true that the construction company responsible for her mother and sister’s death was the same one Minhyung had acquired, what would be the connection with Maritime Express?
Even if she tried to think positively, Taejun’s voice echoed like a haunting refrain.
[No… in the world, coincidences like this don’t exist.]Her mind swelled as if it would explode.
Countless memories mingled, creating a massive storm.
Taejun offered her a cold glass of water and sat across from her, casting a worried look.
“Drink and calm down.”
After gulping down the water he gave her, Seorin looked at him with sunken eyes. Meeting his calm black gaze brought a sense of relief.
For some reason, just knowing that she wasn’t alone in the center of this enormous event or, more precisely, that she was with him, felt somewhat comforting.
If she were alone, could she have handled this truth?
“What do you think, Taejun?”
“About what?”
“The accident, and do you think Maritime Express is related to your mother’s death?”
“Yeah.”
His response was concise and firm. Unlike her, still in the chaos of confusion, Taejun seemed to have already made up his mind.
“Any other possibilities? Like, coincidentally…”
“No, again, I don’t see that kind of coincidence. From the beginning, there was a real mastermind behind Taedong Construction. I believe it was Chairman Jo.”
As Taejun spoke, the face of Chairman Jo flashed in Seorin’s mind. But there was still no decisive evidence, only suspicion.
“We need to be cautious. You know that, right, Taejun?”
“I know. That’s why I’m going to check it out.”
“By the way, have you met the family of the person who caused our mother’s accident? His wife and son are still alive, right?”
“No. I thought it wasn’t necessary yet. That woman probably doesn’t know much. Besides, we have to find the hidden mastermind behind Taedong Construction. Meeting that woman would only be shadowboxing. We need to find the real culprit, Seorin.”
Agreeing with Taejun’s serious tone, Seorin nodded her head.
“So, I plan to approach Heo Gyeongjun, the police chief who introduced us to Gyounghui. If there’s a connection to Maritime Express, it should be revealed there.”
“I also received a call from Chairman Jo today. He suggested we meet because of Minhyung’s incident.”
“And?”
“I had no reason to meet him, so I refused. But… it feels like I should.”
“But don’t move recklessly. Not until we’re sure.”
She nodded, but her mind remained complex. The overwhelming truths were rushing at her all at once.
“Can we… gather evidence?”
And unease begins to settle in. Despite being convinced that they are the culprits, the lack of evidence makes her fear that their crimes might go unnoticed. Hence, all the deaths may end up being in vain.
However, Taejun firmly grasped Seorin’s trembling heart with a resolute voice.
“It’s certain that the police chief and Chairman Jo have joined forces. Otherwise, there would be no reason for Goyeonghee to introduce me to Gyounghui for perjury. And Minhyung committing crimes yet effortlessly walking out of the police station multiple times? If not for the power of the police chief, such situations are easily explained.”
“…”
“For a long time, they’ve been intricately connected through numerous incidents.”
“Yeah. In fact, our mother’s case was handled by that police chief as the lead investigator. When I reported to Director Park, I thought it was a coincidence because they were in the same jurisdiction. But now it makes sense.”
“But, Seorin, such a thoroughly symbiotic relationship based solely on mutual benefit is never eternal. In that process, they know each other’s flaws better than anyone. Symbiotic? In reality, it’s not symbiosis but a marriage of convenience with the enemy.”
For a moment, Seorin’s pupils glittered. Even without Taejun explicitly explaining, she understood his words well.
Today’s friend could become tomorrow’s enemy.
And to make it so, there was only one thing they needed to do.
“Trust, confidence… If those break, it’s over.”
“Yeah. The moment distrust takes root, they won’t be able to devour each other. We just need to sow that distrust in them. Well, if we’re lucky, they might self-destruct together before that distrust takes root.”
“Then how do you plan to meet Chief Heo? He doesn’t seem like he’ll be willing to meet you.”
That was indeed the problem. Since Chief Heo would likely avoid a meeting if it pricked his conscience, Taejun lounged on the sofa casually.
Seorin observed him with curious eyes.
Confidence overflowed from his broad shoulders.
What could he possibly believe in to act like this?
Taejun picked up his phone. Was he really going to insist on meeting Chief Heo like that?
However, the person he called wasn’t the chief but Sodam.
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…
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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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