Kyung Joon took off his jacket and draped it over Hae Sun’s shoulders. He wore a thoughtful expression.
“… There’s no safe place. I’d like to take her with me, but the situation doesn’t allow it.”
Seo Ha already knew that answer.
“I’ll take her with me. I have a small room available. Who would ever imagine that President Kang would be in an unrelated house like mine?”
“How can I trust you enough to leave the president with you?”
There was a hint of caution in Kyung Joon’s gaze.
“What are you talking about after we’ve been running around together so far? Besides, what benefit would I get from doing anything to the president?”
“It’s about the environment. The president needs proper meals and specialized care. But you’re dirt poor.”
“What are you saying?”
Seo Ha confidently extended her hand.
“Give me the card. You receive a lot of allowance.”
“Argh! Argh argh argh!”
Before they could even approach the front gate, Min Ji’s barking echoed through the alley. Seo Ha handed Hae Sun’s hand to Kyung Joon and opened the gate.
“Argh!”
“Kim Min Ji, come here.”
“Argh.”
The Chihuahua wagged its short tail and snuggled up to Seo Ha. Jae Wook appeared next, scratching his head.
“What time is it, and you’re just coming in now? You’ve completely lost your fear…!”
“Nice to see you again.”
As Kyung Joon, who had entered with Hae Sun, slightly bowed his head, Jae Wook’s face became terribly twisted.
“Jo Seo Ha, who is this guy that you keep bringing him? And who’s that lady next to him?”
“Lady?”
Seo Ha and Kyung Joon glared at Jae Wook simultaneously. Not understanding the situation, Jae Wook flinched and quickly changed his words.
“No, I mean, ma’am… This is my first time meeting you, and you also look unwell…”
“Starting today, she’ll be staying with me in the rooftop room. You don’t have to worry about it, landlord. There’s no prohibition on cohabitants in the lease agreement, right?”
“Well, there isn’t, but…”
“Then it’s settled. She’s a close friend of mine and has some circumstances, so I’m taking her in for a while. Landlord, please be mindful when coming and going. Thank you!”
Seo Ha quickly pulled Hae Sun’s hand and went up the stairs. Kyung Joon followed her and casually said to Jae Wook.
“Excuse me, then.”
“Why are you going up?”
Kyung Joon ignored the question.
The rooftop room was a bit messy since they had rushed out in the morning. To be frank, it was a complete mess.
If it were Yoon Seo Ha, she would have backed out as soon as she saw it, but Jo Seo Ha had plenty of immunity to discomfort and messiness.
“Come in. Watch your step. Why is Secretary Ryu coming in as well?”
Seo Ha asked as she pushed the clothes on the floor away with her foot. Kyung Joon’s face stiffened.
“I’m checking the place where the president will stay.”
“This is where she’ll stay.”
It was the room that Jo Seo Ha’s grandmother had used. There was no bed, and on the red shelf, a purple flowerpatterned microfiber blanket was neatly stacked. A small folding table and a halfmoonshaped wall hook were covered with dust.
“Whose room is this?”
“It’s my late grandmother’s room. I’ll clean it up a bit, so take the president and stay in my room for now.”
Kyung Joon was practically pushed into Seo Ha’s room.
The first things to catch his attention were a makeshift desk and a character drawer with a teddy bear illustration, which looked like they were picked up from somewhere. There was no vanity, just a folding dining table with a few samples and a mirror on top.
“…You’re terribly poor.”
He helped Hae Sun sit on the creaky bed and he himself perched on the desk chair.
He had lived with his mother in a room like this. They were terribly poor, everything was awful, and his mother used to hit Kyung Joon.
That’s why he didn’t like women. Whether they were older or younger, pretty or ugly, he just didn’t like them. Chairman Ryu highly valued this aspect of Kyung Joon. It wasn’t that he overrated it; he saw its ‘usefulness.’
It’s good not to be involved with women unnecessarily. It could be a hindrance when getting into a business marriage later.
Ryu Chairman said.
“Where has our Seo Ha gone?”
Suddenly, Hae Sun’s wandering gaze met Kyung Joon’s. If he had been her son, living in a rooftop room and paying rent would have seemed like a happy life.
“You’re a handsome young man. Haven’t you seen our Seo Ha?”
“…”
Even in a disgusting rooftop room, wearing a flowerpatterned patient gown, Hae Sun was radiant. Thanks to Hae Sun, who was always searching for her daughter, Kyung Joon could recall all the clothes Seo Ha had worn in those days.
“Where has she gone? If you find her, please let me know. She’s about this tall, with round eyes and very pretty. She’s wearing a brown checkered dress.”
“She must have been pretty.”
She was pretty even when she was young. It was just her personality that was bad.
“That’s right. She’s my treasure. Wait, what time is it now? I need to feed my child.”
That’s right. Dinner.
Kyung Joon opened the door to ask Seo Ha what to order for delivery but paused.
“Miss Jo Seo Ha?”
Seo Ha stood in front of the door with a rag in her hand. Silently, tears streamed down her face, and her purple lips quivered.
She then murmured something. Mom, mom.
“Seo Ha!”
Hae Sun came out belatedly and rubbed Seo Ha’s face with her hands.
“Why are you crying? My baby, who made you cry? Should mom scold them?”
“…Mom.”
The rag she was holding fell with a thud. Seo Ha spread her arms wide and tightly embraced Hae Sun.
“Mom. It’s my fault. It’s because of me. Mom, it’s me, me. Your daughter, Seo Ha…”
The smell of her mother was strong. Even though it wasn’t a twostory house with a garden, as long as her mother was there, the rooftop room felt like a palace.
If only I hadn’t married Lee Seung Oh.
Just because Seung Oh was the man Seo Ha had chosen, her mother sent him to study abroad and took him as her soninlaw. She had always been that kind of person. Whatever Seo Ha chose, her mother supported and encouraged her.
But this was the result. Yoon Seo Ha, who couldn’t live or die and barely breathed as a halfdead body, and her mother, who was trapped in the past.
Seo Ha slowly lifted her head, which had been buried in Hae Sun’s shoulder. Kyung Joon looked at her with a puzzled expression and then furrowed his eyebrows.
“Anyone would think she’s your real daughter.”
The words, “She is my real daughter,” rose to her throat but were swallowed back down.
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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?
——
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!”
——
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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