Standing motionless in the middle of the living room, Tae Yeon tightly closed her eyes.
Normally, she would have immediately got off Do Jun’s lap the moment she sat down.
But today, she didn’t. It was as if she was expecting something.
Yes, that’s right.
She was honestly curious to see what Do Jun, believing it was a dream, would do.
“Even so…”
Tae Yeon, staring at the firmly closed bedroom door, touched the spot where Do Jun’s lips had been.
It was still hot, as if someone had lit a fire.
“It’s the second time already.”
It was surprisingly the second kiss with Do Jun.
The first kiss, devoid of any emotion, was on the day they took their wedding photos.
Naturally, she thought that would be the first and last time.
Today seemed like the second time, as if to mock Tae Yeon’s pride.
Could there be more than that between them?
Another absurd thought followed, and Tae Yeon vigorously shook her head.
“Why am I like this today, and Do Jun too…”
Even if Do Jun, drunk, might not remember, everything was vividly etched in Tae Yeon’s mind.
The scent of his masculinity. The intense, beast-like look in his eyes. And the feel of his lips.
All of it. Vividly imprinted in her mind.
Including the fierce beating of her own heart.
Feeling movement, Tae Yeon woke up.
The first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was Do Jun, freshly showered.
The languid Do Jun from last night was nowhere to be seen, replaced by his neat appearance.
“Jin Tae Yeon, the alarm kept ringing, and you seemed not to hear it.”
“Ah.”
Tae Yeon turned her head to check the clock on the table.
It was well past the time she should have woken up. If Do Jun hadn’t woken her, she would have been late for work.
“Thanks for waking me.”
She couldn’t fall asleep easily last night, preoccupied with Do Jun, and only managed to doze off in the morning.
Do Jun looked at her intently, as if he had much to say.
Tae Yeon tried to act as if nothing had happened, though it wasn’t easy.
“Why are you looking at me like that, Do Jun?”
“I’m just surprised to see Jin Tae Yeon oversleep.”
“I guess I was a bit tired today.”
Do Jun looked at her with a concerned expression.
Tae Yeon got up from the bed to get ready for work quickly.
“Has Mrs. Choi already gone to work?”
“Yes, she’s preparing breakfast outside.”
“I’ll go wash up and head out.”
Do Jun moved to give her space to get ready.
As he walked towards the door, he suddenly turned back.
“Jin Tae Yeon, what time did I come home last night?”
“Um… a little after midnight.”
As Tae Yeon swallowed and waited for his next words, Do Jun nodded and put his hands in his suit pockets.
Tae Yeon was the first to break the silence this time.
“You must have drunk a lot yesterday.”
“Yes. I remember drinking more than I thought. I remember Jin Tae Yeon giving me honey water.”
Wondering if he also vividly remembered what happened next, Tae Yeon’s pupils trembled.
Tae Yeon stood motionless in the middle of the living room, closing her eyes tightly.
If it had been the usual her, she would have immediately gotten off Do Jun’s lap the moment she sat down.
But today, she hadn’t. It was as if she was expecting something.
Yes, that was right.
She was genuinely curious about what Do Jun, believing it was a dream, would do.
“Even so…”
As she gazed at the closed bedroom door, Tae Yeon touched the spot where Do Jun’s lips had been just moments ago.
It was still hot, like someone had set it on fire.
“It’s already the second time.”
It was already the second kiss with Do Jun.
The first emotionless kiss was on the day they took their wedding photos.
Naturally, she had thought that would be the first and last.
Today, seemingly mocking Tae Yeon’s pride, was the second time.
Could there be more than that between them?
Another absurd thought trailed off, and Tae Yeon vigorously shook her head.
“Why am I like this today, both me and Do Jun…”
Even if Do Jun, intoxicated, might not remember, everything was vividly imprinted in Tae Yeon’s mind.
His masculine scent, the deep, beast-like gaze in his eyes, and the feel of his lips.
All of it. Vividly remaining in her mind.
Including the fierce beating of her own heart.
[Time Divider]Feeling the movement, Tae Yeon woke up.
The first thing she saw was Do Jun, who had just showered.
Do Jun’s languid appearance from last night was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a neat face.
“Jin Tae Yeon, the alarm was going off, and it seemed like you couldn’t hear it.”
“Ah.”
Tae Yeon turned her head to check the clock on the table.
Indeed, it was way past the time she was supposed to wake up. If Do Jun hadn’t woken her, she would have been late for work.
“Thank you for waking me up.”
She had struggled to fall asleep, preoccupied with Do Jun, and only managed to doze off in the morning.
Do Jun looked at her intently, as if he had much to say.
“Why do you look like that, Do Jun?”
“I’m just surprised that Jin Tae Yeon can oversleep too.”
“I guess I was a bit tired today.”
Do Jun sent a worried look.
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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