“I’ll be waiting for the sample. Oh, didn’t you say you went to see Seung Oh a few days ago? You should have contacted me before going.”
It was the day when she almost choked while eating pajeon. Seo Ha recalled the unpleasant memory she had tried hard to forget and pouted her lips.
“I thought you were there, Mom. But you weren’t, and I met a strange girl.”
“A girl? What girl?”
Hae Sun made a puzzled expression.
“You know, the daughter of Aunt Nanju. Was her name Ji Soo?”
“Ah, Ji Soo? I heard she’s studying design too, so I thought it’d be nice if you two got along. Why? Wasn’t it good?”
“Yeah, it was terrible.”
Business is business, and personal is personal. Thankfully, Lee Ji Soo was strictly in the personal realm. Seo Ha could comfortably tattle to her mom without thinking about business or professionalism.
“She came to return the clothes she borrowed. But it turned out to be my clothes. You know? The one I bought when I went to Europe in college, the one I really treasure. When I asked her where she got it, you know…”
Seo Ha went on to vent her frustration from that day in detail. It was supposed to be a casual conversation, but Hae Sun’s expression became a bit more serious.
“Did that happen?”
“It feels like I became the bad person. I was the one who got struck by lightning out of the blue.”
After pondering for a moment, Hae Sun eventually spoke.
“I’ll have to tell her not to come to our house anymore. You and Seung Oh shouldn’t come for a while either. Always call me before you come.”
“She said she’s coming to see her mom. Is that still okay?”
“Of course, it is. It’s not a given for Ji Soo to come and go from our house; it’s a favor we granted. Why should I grant a favor to someone who makes my child upset?”
“Because Aunt Nanju works with you, I didn’t want things to become uncomfortable between you two.”
“Seo Ha.”
Hae Sun looked at Seo Ha with affectionate eyes.
“The most important person to mom is not Lee Ji Soo or Park Nanju, but Yoon Seo Ha. If something went wrong because of your mistake, of course, it should be corrected, but you didn’t do anything wrong, right? I’ll tell the inlaws not to touch your things or enter your room ever again. They should never touch even the snack wrappers left in your room since they are yours.”
“Hehe.”
Seo Ha laughed with a somewhat silly sound. One couldn’t know how reassuring and happy it was to have someone unconditionally on their side.
Silver spoon. Seo Ha had a lot since birth, but nothing was better than her mom.
“Now go down. Make sure to carefully store the design in the treasure box.”
Hae Sun said.
The ‘treasure box’ was a small but sturdy safe. Seo Ha kept all her designs drawn with colored pencils on paper in the safe, and only Seo Ha and Hae Sun knew the password.
“Understood. I’ll go now, CEO!”
Seo Ha bowed and left the CEO’s office. Ryu Kyung Joon, was it? That strange man from earlier was still standing in front of the door.
“Assistant Ryu Kyung Joon?”
As soon as she called his name, the unpleasant look returned. Seo Ha didn’t care and lifted the corners of her mouth, creating a flawless business smile.
“I’ve heard from the CEO. I’m Yoon Seo Ha, the chief designer, and I’m in charge of the design team.”
“Ah, yes.”
She waited, wondering if he had anything more to say, but Ryu Kyung Joon seemed to have nothing more to say than just ‘yes.’ Seo Ha shrugged her shoulders and continued speaking.
“We’ll see each other quite often. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t block my way from now on.”
This time, too, she thought he would just say ‘yes.’ Then she could have comfortably ended the conversation and left.
“Will you be entering the CEO’s office without an appointment any time?”
Ryu Kyung Joon asked a strange question in a completely unfriendly tone.
“What do you mean?”
“Even Executive Director Choi goes through the secretary’s office before entering.”
“I am.”
“I know. The CEO’s daughter.”
When he said ‘the CEO’s daughter,’ a contemptuous smile mixed with disdain flickered at the corner of Kyung Joon’s mouth.
“How does it feel to be the CEO’s daughter?”
“What’s your intention in asking that?”
Kyung Joon slightly bent his waist. His soft voice whispered, maintaining a small distance from Seo Ha’s ear.
“I’m genuinely curious. At a young age, you’re the chief designer and team leader, you come and go in the CEO’s office like it’s your own room, and you have a promise to launch your own brand. I wonder what someone like you, who has a smooth path without any obstacles in life, thinks about daily.”
Kyung Joon straightened his posture and smirked.
“It’s fascinating.”
It was a very familiar prejudice to Seo Ha. Even if she was good at studying, played musical instruments well, and showed talent in art and design, some people’s conclusion was always the same. It was because Yoon Seo Ha was born with a silver spoon.
So, she wasn’t particularly angry or flustered.
“Do you think I have time for such thoughts? Well, if I had to say.”
Seo Ha slightly raised her right hand and snapped her fingers. As if drawn by her gesture, Kyung Joon bent his waist again and brought his ear close to her lips.
“It’s so damn exciting.”
Kyung Joon’s brow furrowed slightly. Seo Ha added clearly in a lower voice.
“Long live the silver spoon. In my next life, I want to be born with a silver spoon again, open the roof of a convertible, and drive down a smooth road!”
“…”
Kyung Joon, who raised his head, looked at Seo Ha as if he saw something ridiculous.
“Do you always use such vulgar language?”
“Just like Secretary Ryu is always so rude.”
“Aren’t you worried about your reputation?”
“Just like Secretary Ryu isn’t worried about getting fired.”
“What if I spread rumors?”
Since she was very young, Seo Ha had always behaved with a perfect, textbook attitude like now. She had realized too early that it was the only way to avoid unnecessary criticism.
“Go ahead and spread rumors. ‘Yoon Seo Ha was so excited, bragging about her spoon.’ People will believe that, right?”
That’s why she could be one hundred percent confident.
Ryu Kyung Joon, who had maintained a pretentious face in Seo Ha’s view, seemed shaken. It appeared that he had not expected a counterattack after his initial strike.
Now was the time to retreat.
“Then, I’ll excuse myself. Good luck, Secretary Ryu!”
Seo Ha walked away, her cheerful footsteps echoing down the hallway, not giving Kyung Joon a chance to reply. Watching her receding figure, Kyung Joon muttered to himself only after he heard the elevator going down.
“…Still so annoying, Yoon Seo Ha.”
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!”
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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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