Sitting on a deep burgundy sofa, lost in contemplation as she looked at the large painting hanging on the wall of the study, Yoon Seo turned her head abruptly at the suddenly heard voice.
Whether she had pondered deeply or whether Chadohun had come in without her noticing, Yoon Seo felt irritated by his appearance without any warning.
Whether she had pondered deeply or whether Chadohun had come in without her noticing, Yoon Seo felt irritated by his appearance without any warning.
“…You’re here.”
“A while ago.”
Uttering abruptly, Chadohun plopped down next to Yoon Seo. Despite the opportune moment for Chadoha to make a leap as he was unconscious, Chadohun, still wandering outside, had come home late today.
His wife, Yoon Seo, was struggling for two months to make him the successor, but he was ignorant, playing without recognizing her efforts, and it was infuriating.
“Why on earth are you like this?”
“Hmm?”
Unable to restrain the emotions welling up, she blurted out a word. Somehow, in front of Chadohun, Yoon Seo couldn’t properly control her emotions.
Even though she spoke briefly, Chadohun, understanding the meaning behind her words, sprawled out on the sofa without manners, leaning back deeply.
“Because I don’t have a taste for putting effort into useless things.”
“Useless? Now is the optimal time.”
Struggling with a headache to somehow make Chadohun visible to Chairman Yoon, Yoon Seo was angered by Chadohun, who belittled her efforts in an instant.
Whether he cared or not, Chadohun, shaking his head, lazily said, “Well? Anyway, we’ll know when the time comes.”
Although Yoon Seo wanted to immediately refute his lack of will and enthusiasm, she held back for now, knowing Chadohun too well. The ‘time’ he mentioned was approaching sooner than she thought.
And indeed, such an event occurred.
“What?”
Rarely shaken in front of others, Yoon Seo wondered if she had misheard what she had just heard.
“It seems Do-ha has finally awakened. As expected, if it’s my child, it should be like that.”
Cruelly, Chairman Yoon confirmed with repeated words that what Yoon Seo had heard was undoubtedly correct. This situation was the worst direction Yoon Seo had never anticipated.
In Chairman Yoon’s words, ‘my child,’ the name ‘Chadoha’ was implicitly included. Only Chadoha. The expression of Chairman Yoon, who had completely overlooked the state of the Gilmyeong Group heir, who had almost no chance of recovery, revealed his true feelings.
‘Why!’
She never expected to witness a miracle in her lifetime. It was an extremely unpleasant experience and was so dreadful that she didn’t want to see it again.
For over 60 days, Chadoha, who had been breathing through a life support system, recovered so rapidly that the medical staff was astonished. Yoon Myung-gil reactivated support for his second son, and Min Hae-yeon’s pregnancy entered a stable phase.
‘It doesn’t make sense.’
As time passed, Yoon Seo became more anxious. When Chadoha’s condition finally hinted at a positive future, her anxiety reached its peak.
Seeing her recovering husband and Min Hae-yeon happily celebrating, and Chadoha looking at them affectionately.
‘Ah.’
It was only then that Yoon Seo realized. The relationship between Min Hae-yeon and herself was akin to a seesaw. When someone becomes happy, the person on the opposite side can only become unhappy—a relationship of ups and downs that can never coexist.
While Yoon Seo had swelled with hope when Chadoha was in a coma, Min Hae-yeon had fallen into despair. Now, the two had become opposites. Above all, it was a fact that could never change permanently. The moment Yoon Seo understood her dismal future and Min Hae-yeon’s radiant one, she made a decision.
“If only one person can be happy, let us all be unhappy.”
Yoon Seo called Dae Chi-dong for the first time in a while.
“Is Director Gyooyuk there?”
[No. Director Gyooyuk will only come later in the afternoon. He asked the little madam to prepare dinner for him.]Chaki-jung had almost no time at home during the day. Even though there were times she forced herself to stay home due to taking care of Min Hae-yeon after Chadoha’s traffic accident, the main house during the day was usually empty.
“What time will that be?”
[Director Gyooyuk will come later in the afternoon, and the little madam said she would come here around noon.]After confirming the schedule until the end, Yoon Seo headed to Dae Chi-dong.
“Oh, has the big madam come?”
Receiving the maid’s welcome, Yoon Seo went up to the second floor. Today was the day the items she had applied for a few weeks ago would arrive at the main house, so the two maids would leave the house when Min Hae-yeon came.
About 30 minutes passed. The sound of the front door opening was heard. Yoon Seo waited anxiously, holding her breath.
After a while, the smell of food and the sound of utensils moving from the kitchen reached her ears, and time passed that way. Yoon Seo, who had more patience than anyone else, silently waited.
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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