“Be honest. You, who never cared about Jaeyo until now, felt your heart waver when Jaeyo, whom you didn’t care about, asked for a divorce, right? But now that I’m looking for a remarriage partner for Jaeyo, how unpleasant must it be for you.”
As the words flowed smoothly, Chaeyoon’s mouth opened weakly.
“So, were you trying to exploit this weakness of mine? Don’t touch the relationship between you and Jaeyo from now on.”
Chaeyoon had thought that if she could inject something that could prove the connection between the man and Keunghui, even a double-dealing person would have to admit it.
“Oh, as I speak, it’s really amazing.”
But now, looking at it, it seems like it was her own misconception.
“I never knew you were such a lover, Chaeyoon.”
Lost for words in the pretense and shamelessness of Keunghui, Chaeyoon couldn’t speak. However, having come this far, she couldn’t just leave.
“I really never dreamed that the small lady behind me would do something like this.”
Feeling that even if she pushed for more evidence, Keunghui would not admit it, Chaeyoon said.
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“Anyway, I have no intention of overlooking this matter as it is.”
“And if you don’t?”
“I plan to tell Grandfather.”
At that moment, laughter burst from Keunghui’s lips.
Her eyes narrowed slightly as she laughed as if she were going to die laughing.
As Keunghui silently stared at the laughing Keunghui, her laughter gradually subsided.
Keunghui, who still had a smile that had not completely faded, stood up from her seat.
Approaching Chaeyoon, Keunghui reached out her hand towards Chaeyoon’s head after sitting on the edge of the table.
“Our Chaeyoon is threatening me.”
Keunghui’s hand, which had picked up luck while laughing, touched Chaeyoon’s hair, neatly gathered.
“Did you hate seeing that so much?”
Brushing the well-groomed hair behind her shoulders, Keunghui whispered into Chaeyoon’s ear.
“If so, instead of secretly recording our conversation, you should have brought your father and eavesdropped.”
From the moment Keunghui approached, Chaeyoon’s eyes were tense and widened in surprise.
‘When did she notice?’
A bewildered light flickered in the large pupils.
Glancing at Chaeyoon’s expression, who couldn’t say anything in response to her words, Keunghui smiled and reached for Chaeyoon’s phone.
With a light tap on the screen, the recording screen appeared.
As if she expected it, Keunghui lifted the phone once, then pressed the pause button.
“Why did you come alone?”
Keunghui’s gaze turned to Chaeyoon.
“Did you think you could say or do anything because Jaeyo is upset?”
“…”
“Seems like it.”
Looking at Chaeyoon’s face, which was deeply flushed, Keunghui raised Chaeyoon’s chin with her hand.
Their eyes met.
“But what can you do? It’s nothing to me.”
Her gently rising lips were relaxed.
With folded eyes and a benevolent smile, Keunghui’s appearance was what Chaeyoon usually saw.
Keunghui, looking at Chaeyoon’s anxious, trembling eyes, extended the phone to her.
“Erase it. Every recording file of that man.”
Chaeyoon remained still.
Trying not to show that she was trembling inside while appearing calm was truly challenging.
“Look at this. Endure.”
Uttering a chilling voice, Keunghui reached for Chaeyoon’s head.
With a forceful grip on her hair, Chaeyoon’s expression crumpled.
Despite the pain of her hair being pulled, it seemed as if Chaeyoon was about to moan, but she gritted her teeth and endured it.
Then, the hand grabbing Chaeyoon’s hair tightened. As Keunghui exerted more force, Chaeyoon’s head drooped, and she stared at Keunghui with a glare.
“Do you think you can endure the situation now?”
Only now did Chaeyoon silently gaze at the displeased Keunghui.
From Keunghui’s eyes, which were quite sharp and stubborn, a forced laughter erupted.
“Oh, Chaeyoon. Can you withstand this if you do well?”
The face that spoke as if challenging her to try was full of leisure.
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“Sensing that Keunghui wouldn’t show a stronger reaction than she is now, Chaeyoon finally lowered her gaze and unlocked her phone.
Starting from the file containing the man’s testimony in front of Keunghui to the file recording the current situation, Chaeyoon, who had deleted everything, extended her own phone to Keunghui, as if urging her to check.
“Today’s recording didn’t save, so be it. What about the original file of the man’s testimony?”
“It’s all here.”
As if this were everything.
Keunghui didn’t believe Chaeyoon’s words.
However, because she knew who the man was, she handed the phone back to Chaeyoon.
“Next time, let’s meet without playing such pranks?”
“…”
“You should answer.”
“…Yes.”
Just as Keunghui, upon hearing Chaeyoon’s response, was about to rise, she asked, “Did this happen to Jaeyo, too?”
Keunghui’s movement stopped.
Staring directly at Chaeyoon, Keunghui continued her questioning.
“Your double-dealing behavior, does Jaeyo also experience it, the way you treat him and the little father?”
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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