The unfocused pupils of Su Yeon’s eyes stared intently at Inho.
So, his words now meant that he could cook ramen himself, so if she ever wanted to eat, she could ask anytime. It sounded like he would take responsibility for the meal on the days she craved ramen.
Su Yeon instinctively smiled softly. For days now, her heart had been chillingly cold with thoughts of Hye Kyung, but with Inho’s words, she felt a warmth filling her.
As Su Yeon hesitated to choose her words, as if asking what happened, she took another bite of ramen. Only after that did she bring out the prepared words.
“I’m not indifferent.”
With just one straightforward sentence, Inho lifted his head. His gaze toward Su Yeon was filled with curiosity about the meaning behind her words.
“For someone who can cook ramen so deliciously and speak so nicely, how can you be indifferent?”
“……. ”
“Inho, you’re truly a good person. A good husband.”
The power that words held was truly remarkable. Depending on the words, one could go back and forth between heaven and hell.
Inho deeply felt this fact in his bones these days. How a single word could make a person happy or excited.
No more words were exchanged. Instead, they both enjoyed the delicious ramen in front of them.
The sound of slurping ramen filled the kitchen.
How much time had passed?
“Wow, I’m really full.”
Su Yeon, who finished her meal first, stretched her waist and put her hands on her stomach.
“Already done?”
“Yes. I was going to finish it all, but I’m so full I can’t eat anymore.”
Su Yeon apologized with a sorry expression. But just like she told Inho, she couldn’t muster the courage to eat more.
“If you’re full, that’s enough. Don’t force yourself to eat.”
Inho spoke affectionately and finished the remaining ramen. Not long after, he also finished his meal.
“Inho, aren’t you full?”
“Just, moderately?”
“Should I make something else for you?”
Su Yeon habitually stood up.
Inho quickly caught Su Yeon, who was about to leave.
“It’s okay. This is enough for a late-night snack.”
“Inho, your expression doesn’t look satisfied.”
“Well…”
Inho mumbled with an awkward expression.
Su Yeon’s words were true. It wasn’t enough. But it wasn’t about appetite.
“Anyway, I’m not hungry.”
Inho, who was struggling even to say these words, emitted a strained sound.
‘Is it not just about being insufficient but still feeling hungry?’
Su Yeon was worried about Inho in that regard.
Whether he said he was okay or not, it seemed like she should do something.
With tension in her toes, Su Yeon replied, “Words and expressions are playing separately.”
“Because I thought you might be tired. So, don’t delve too deeply.”
“I’m not tired at all.”
“Really?”
“I’m not tired at all.”
“Really?”
“Yes. It hasn’t been that long, but I got some sleep, and thanks to Inho, I’m full. It’s not tiring at all.”
“Can I really believe you?”
“Why would I lie about something like this? I’m really okay. But Inho, isn’t it different for him? His stomach isn’t full yet, right?”
Su Yeon asked with a worried expression.
Inho couldn’t readily answer. It was a pondering expression.
It seemed like he was contemplating whether to eat more or not.
Su Yeon, who had firmly strengthened her resolve, spoke in a robust voice.
“Look at that. Even though it’s not enough. Just wait a bit. I’ll make something simple in no time.”
Su Yeon stood up from her seat.
Her mind was filled with thoughts about what she could make relatively quickly.
Naturally, she headed towards the refrigerator.
But suddenly, Inho grabbed her wrist urgently.
“No. It’s really okay. I have another schedule tomorrow afternoon, and if I eat more here, my face will get puffy.”
After hearing the explanation, Su Yeon had no choice but to stop in her tracks and nod her head.
‘So, that’s what he was worried about…’
Listening, it was a valid point.
During the filming season, Inho, who rigorously managed his diet, eating ramen with her was a considerable step for him.
Su Yeon drew a diagonal line under her eyebrows.
For some reason, Inho seemed pitiful.
It was good to take care of oneself, but one had to live by controlling the basic human desire for appetite.
“You’ve had your meal, and there’s work to do. Finish that quickly and go to sleep.”
While Su Yeon was full of sympathy, Inho maintained a composed expression.
“I’ll do the dishes, so Inho, go wash up.”
“Instead, let’s play rock-paper-scissors, shall we?”
“Oh, forget it. Inho made the ramen, but I have to tidy up. It’s not much trouble, so don’t worry about it and go in quickly.”
“No. It’s better to play rock-paper-scissors fairly.”
Su Yeon’s gaze narrowed.
It was really strange today.
Why play rock-paper-scissors over such a small lie?
‘Is it in the same context as saying he’ll cook ramen whenever I want?’
If that were the case, it was truly a touching gesture.
Inho was making an effort in his own way to assist her.
But thinking only that way, Inho’s expression seemed awkward.
Was there something else on his mind?
“What are you thinking?”
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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