Men of the Harem (137 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 552
La Til couldn’t immediately grasp what was going on. She had been looking at a young man who resembled Girgol—the one who had called her “Mother”—when suddenly, wondering whether her back hurt, she found Count Langster standing right in front of her, and she had no idea why.
As La Til stared blankly at Count Langster, he took a sip of tea and smiled.
“You’re visiting again so soon?”
La Til weakly stared at Count Langster, then absentmindedly touched the spot where she’d felt pain just before her memory faded, felt her own face, and pulled a few strands of hair to examine them closely.
“Red.”
It was indeed Domis’s body. La Til clutched her head. Normally, she would have simply thought, “Ah, I’m dreaming of Domis again,” but since her last memory was so unpleasant, a sudden wave of fear washed over her.
“You were curious before, but today you’re acting really strange.”
Count Langster tilted his head, watching her.
Seeing the familiar Fox Mask and the unfamiliar hair beyond it, La Til forced herself to remain calm and asked,
“How many days has it been since I last appeared?”
Count Langster glanced toward the ceiling, then lifted the corners of his mouth. Immediately, unbelievable words slipped from his lips.
“Fifteen minutes?”
Without realizing it, La Til slammed her hand down on the table, stood up, waved her arms as though she’d just lost a match she’d nearly won—and then sat back down. In truth, that situation was exactly what had happened.
‘Wait—did I actually lose? I definitely stabbed Anya Domis with the Adversary’s sword. But more importantly, I hadn’t dreamed of Domis for a long while—certainly not for months. Yet only fifteen minutes have passed? So time doesn’t flow together between our worlds?’
While she pondered deeply, the sound of glass scraping and the scent of lavender rose from below. Count Langster had placed a teacup before her.
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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.
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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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Larisa Dimitrijevic
I can’t wait for latil and her son to meet
Larisa Dimitrijevic
I can’t wait for latil and her son to meet