“I’ll bring what you’ve been wanting. Even if you don’t say it, as the heir of the Cha family, it’s expected.”
At this, Jung Hyuk’s eyes sharpened. His voice became heavier.
“Grandma.”
“Yes?”
“About the woman who gave birth to me.”
“Why bring up such a vulgar subject here!”
She sharply criticized the mention of his birth mother. Jung Hyuk, undeterred, continued.
“Was I about six? She came demanding me, why?”
He knew. Her aim wasn’t her son but rather money, leveraging her son with a wealthy grandmother.
“But you never gave in. Why?”
Jung Hyuk straightened up, genuinely curious.
“Did you like me so much? Didn’t want to give me up?”
“Yes, very much. It’s tiresome to repeat.”
Park Chairman scoffed, as if the answer was obvious.
It might have been a single event in Jung Hyuk’s memory, but his mother had tried more than once to force her way in, using her young son as an excuse.
Every so often, she’d appear, sticking to them like glue, demanding her child, causing endless annoyance.
Despite attempts to drive her away, she would cling to the gate, creating a ruckus. Back then, Park Chairman was relatively young, and his mother, in her mid-twenties, full of energy.
If she had been a decent mother, Park Chairman might have considered her to raise her grandson. But she was unfit, lacking any genuine maternal affection.
If she had truly wanted her son, Park Chairman might have thought differently.
Of course, what the birth mother truly wanted was not what it seemed.
“Grandma.”
Jung Hyuk’s voice deepened.
“Yoo Da Jung really likes Yoo Si Woo too.”
A subtle light flickered in his deepened eyes.
“So, don’t do anything. If you play any tricks, even you, Grandma, won’t find it amusing.”
First day back at kindergarten.
Inside the car heading to kindergarten, Si Woo’s feet joyfully bounced up and down. He seemed thrilled about meeting his friends again.
“Our Si Woo, you must be happy to see your friends.”
“Yes! With Kyung Joon, Su Won, and… Bo Ram, Seo Yeon! They’re all Si Woo’s friends!”
Si Woo excitedly listed his friends’ names, tightly gripping a Tyrannosaurus toy.
After a phase with tigers, his interest had returned to dinosaurs following a visit to the dinosaur museum.
After dropping Si Woo off at kindergarten, Da Jung returned home and sat at the dining table with her laptop open. Sketchbooks, pencils, and colored pencils were also spread out. It was time to start on the work she had put off during her vacation.
Though Hong Chairman advised not to rush, she felt it was inappropriate to idle after receiving the advance payment. She planned to complete the design sketches by next week, then proceed with the final plans.
Da Jung viewed the terrain photos on her laptop screen, which she had taken herself during her visit to the site with Hong Chairman.
A search revealed that a luxury townhouse complex was planned nearby. Currently a barren field, the area was soon to transform into an affluent neighborhood.
This deepened her dilemma. To stand out among the luxurious houses, something uniquely special was needed.
Da Jung waited for inspiration, pencil in hand, sticking out her lips like a duck. Soon, she began drawing lines on the pristine sketchbook.
As lines filled in, walls arose, roofs were laid, fences erected, windows formed, and beautiful flower beds and landscaping trees planted.
Pondering over the unfinished sketch, she erased and redrew, repeating the process.
She was engrossed, unaware of time passing, when her dormant phone vibrated.
The caller was Suk Hee.
“Si Woo’s mom, have you called your mom lately?”
“No, it’s been a while…”
Their last conversation was two weeks ago, when Da Jung invited Jeong Ae to Jeju Island.
“Why? Is something wrong with Mom?”
“We need to check on your mom.”
“What’s wrong?”
As Da Jung asked worriedly, Suk Hee’s voice grew excited.
“Just got a call from Danbi Supermarket’s lady. She said your mom is nearly dying.”
Da Jung’s heart sank.
“My mom…? Where? What happened?”
“Her back problem worsened, she can’t move. But that’s not the issue…”
Hesitating to reveal more, Suk Hee sighed.
“Just get your mom to the hospital.”
“Okay, I’ll bring her right away. Don’t worry.”
Da Jung quickly grabbed her car keys.
“I’m not sure about the details. Her back problem got worse, she can’t walk.”
Da Jung’s voice trembled with concern. Sol Yi, holding the phone, expressed her frustration.
“Why does your mom do this? If she’s sick, she should tell her kids. She’s so stubborn.”
Without space for rebuttal, only a long sigh was heard from Da Jung’s end.
“Don’t worry too much. Your mom’s back problem isn’t new. Just bring her back safely.”
“Okay, but could you pick up Si Woo later?”
“Just focus on driving safely and don’t worry about Si Woo.”
“Right, speaking of which, could you pick up Si Woo later?”
“Don’t worry about Si Woo, just drive safely.”
After ending the call, Sol Yi’s gaze shifted to the visibly uncomfortable man opposite her.
“Sorry. Where did we leave off?”
Jung Hyuk scrunched his eyes and sighed. He was visibly displeased at having to repeat what he’d said just a minute ago.
Specifically, the frustration bubbled up from having to repeat a point that hurt his pride. Nonetheless, he begrudgingly continued.
“I said take responsibility, and you refused. Then, when I offered to take responsibility, you refused that too…”
“Ah! Right, right.”
Sol Yi, recalling the context, interrupted and swiftly connected back to the conversation.
“Of course, she would have refused. Da Jung believes in not marrying.”
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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