“Are you aware that the trial is a week away? Since it’s the first trial, it’s crucial for you, Sangmu-nim, to practice a lot. First of all, you must not say anything without my permission. Got it?”
Hong Byeon, giving strict instructions, left Minhyeong’s officetel. However, Minhyeong, lost in thought, didn’t even turn to see Hong Byeon leave.
Only after realizing that he was thoroughly alone once the entrance door closed, Minhyeong’s eyes regained life.
Even though Hong Byeon is doing his best for his defense, the tide has already turned.
He won’t be able to avoid a guilty verdict. Moreover, with Chairman Jo, whom he believed in and relied on so much, dead and gone, there was no one left to help him.
He was utterly alone.
The face of the deceased Chairman Jo kept flashing through Minhyeong’s mind. The day he clung to his father’s cold, blood-soaked body, weeping, was the most terrifying and horrific day in his life.
He couldn’t escape from that day.
But the police concluded Chairman Jo’s death as suicide. No matter how much he shouted that it wasn’t suicide, no one listened.
What should he do?
If he quietly waited for the inevitable fate, he might lose everything without resolving the injustice of his father’s death. In the prison without freedom, he would have nothing he could do.
“Father…”
It was too unfair. He couldn’t let Chairman Jo’s death be buried like this. It was undoubtedly a murder. However, since he couldn’t get help from the police, he had to solve it himself.
By any means necessary, he had to seek revenge and stop it.
He would make Chairman Jo’s last moments, which were more painful than the pain he felt when Chairman Jo died, several times more agonizing.
To do that, he had to be a free man first. But the trial date was already set, and no one could change it.
So…
Minhyeong, seeming lost in thought for a moment, suddenly stood up and hastily began to gather something.
His life was already at the bottom. It seemed like a life with zero hope, where there was nowhere else to go down. Thinking that there was nothing left to break, he suddenly became bold.
He couldn’t withdraw like this.
If his life was already left with nothing, shouldn’t he repay his father’s enemy and commit suicide?
After a while, he quietly left home, taking a few belongings.
Very discreetly and nimbly.
The method he chose was to run away.
The regular shareholders’ meeting is two days away.
However, unlike the impromptu shareholders’ meeting, Seorin couldn’t prepare in advance this time. Too many things came at once, making it impossible to maintain composure.
But she couldn’t just sit still and accept her precarious fate.
She had to do whatever it took.
“Jeonmu-nim, I’ve arrived.”
In response to Director Park’s voice, Seorin, who had moved away from deep contemplation, looked at a modest restaurant. It was a small tuna restaurant, and through the glass, only a few tables were visible.
She got out of the car, opened the shabby sliding door, and entered. There, at the small bar, she saw Manager Baek sitting alone, sipping a glass of soju with raw tuna.
“You came early.”
“Yeah. Suddenly felt like having a drink. Want one too?”
“Yes, please.”
As the staff handed her a glass, Manager Baek poured a transparent liquid into the small glass. When Seorin downed it in one gulp, Manager Baek, seemingly satisfied, slowly opened his mouth.
“This place, your father used to come often. Your father… was truly a simple person, you know?”
“Yes.”
“Even though he could flare up like a fire and have a stubbornness tougher than a wire rope, he was a simple person who could completely disarm with a plate of raw tuna and a drink.”
“At least, to me, his little daughter.”
In response to her answer, Manager Baek showed a faint smile, reminiscing about the past.
“Yeah. Maybe. So, whether I tell him not to see me again, he would jump out a month later saying he’d see me again.”
“…”
“Really to me… He was my only… family.”
His tightly locked voice cautiously echoed in her ears. However, soon, perhaps thinking it was too emotional, Manager Baek composed his expression and looked at her.
“Yeah. Do you want to see me for that reason?”
“You probably already expect.”
As Seorin responded calmly, Manager Baek nodded.
“Yeah, I know. Isn’t it because of the regular shareholders’ meeting?”
“That’s right.”
While filling Manager Baek’s glass with soju, she slowly expressed what she wanted.
“Honestly, I don’t have a desire to confront my little father. I don’t even crave a position like the chairman’s. Because I still lack experience and skill.”
“Then what do you want?”
“Just this position as it is now.”
Seorin answered directly without beating around the bush.
Unlike her, Manager Baek would have made a lot of preparations for this regular shareholders’ meeting. But she still didn’t know the cards Manager Baek held. So, she chose a direct approach.
“I want to symbiotically coexist with my little father. Just like you did with my father.”
“Do you think you can be like your father?”
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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