As Siwoo glanced at the strange woman sleeping on the sofa with a curious expression, he soon manipulated the remote control and changed the TV channel. ‘Good Morning Ryongryongi’ was singing at that moment.
It was a character wearing a dinosaur costume, Siwoo’s current favorite character. It was also the same character as the protagonist of the children’s musical he saw yesterday.
“Singing while cooking,~ Looking at the recipe~ Hm, the mysterious Ryongryong~ Ryongryong~”
Siwoo shrugged his shoulders and sang along with the opening song.
As the sound of water from the kitchen mingled with the TV and Siwoo’s singing, Seongja, unable to resist, got up.
Scratching her neck with a swollen face, she, who was not fully awake, poured out complaints in a groggy voice.
“Ugh, why is it so noisy from the morning…”
Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Siwoo turned around quickly. Seongja, who met his curious eyes with her rounded and twinkling eyes, yawned with a slightly unimpressed voice.
“Why is this little guy so active from the morning?”
Siwoo rolled his eyes. It was still awkward whether to call her grandmother or aunt. So, he just greeted her casually.
“Uh… Good morning.”
Seongja made a sound as if the wind was blown away, and she smiled, squinting her eyes.
“Yeah, slept well. Look at the young one, so cheerful.”
“But, uh… grandmother, no, aunt, no… Who are you?”
“Me? Who else would I be? I’m your grandmother.”
“Grandmother? Huh? No!”
“Siwoo!”
As Siwoo was getting confused, Dajeong’s voice came.
“Our Siwoo, let’s eat. We need to go to kindergarten quickly.”
“Yes!”
Siwoo answered confidently and turned away. When Siwoo sat down on the dining table as if crawling, Dajeong put a plate of fried rice in front of him.
Siwoo, who had been hesitating to eat, took a bite of the fried rice with his special spoon and asked after swallowing, “Mom, why is that lady Siwoo’s grandmother?”
He seemed curious about the identity of that lady. Dajeong responded casually.
“Usually, old women are called grandmothers. Old men are called grandfathers.”
“I see.”
Siwoo, satisfied with the clear answer, started eating fried rice again.
Seongja, who had been listening to the sound, squinted her fish-like eyes. Despite her innocent face claiming there was no fox, the way she spoke suggested she might have come to arrange a marriage and might end up becoming a daughter-in-law.
“Hey, kid. Bring me a glass of cold water.”
Although Seongja’s voice came from the living room along with the groaning sound, Dajeong pretended not to hear and pushed a spoonful of braised fish into Siwoo’s mouth.
Ignoring her as if she didn’t hear, when Siwoo played the middleman, “Mom! Grandma is asking for water.”
“She’s not a child, and she can fetch water herself. Siwoo, ah―you should do it.”
At this sound, Seongja laughed sarcastically. She, who had complained about dying while groaning, got up, and went to the kitchen.
“Anyway, these days, daughters-in-law are considered sinners. Even drinking a glass of water, you have to be mindful of the daughter-in-law’s gaze.”
Seongja, who drank water from the water purifier and put the cup down with a clatter, went back to the living room. Then, she lay on the sofa, fiddling with the TV remote control.
Dajeong paid no attention and focused only on Siwoo’s breakfast.
After finishing breakfast and even brushing his teeth, it was time to leave the house. Dajeong took Siwoo’s bag and laptop, heading to the front door. At that moment, a voice echoed from behind.
“Where are you going?”
Dajeong stopped and turned around at Seongja’s question.
“I’ll be back after dinner. So, please rest well until then.”
Although she pleaded with a serious tone, Seongja just chewed her gum and ignored it.
“Ugh, maybe it’s because I skipped Malbok. Why is it so hot even though summer is over? Hey, bring a small tail when you come in later and take a good rest.”
Just like before, Dajeong let the incomprehensible words slide.
“Siwoo, let’s go.”
“Yes!”
Siwoo confidently bowed his waist towards Seongja.
“Goodbye, grandmother!”
“Please come back in the afternoon. I beg you.”
After making the request again, Seongja turned around and glanced at Dajeong’s back. Soon, the front door made a creaking sound and closed.
“Like a fox. Let me go out. No way.”
Snorting, Seongja, who had farted, started to look around the house sneakily. She nodded her chin at the overall cleanliness and opened the refrigerator, finding it filled with side dishes.
“Are these side dishes made by your mother-in-law?”
Digging around, Seongja opened the lid of a side dish container. Then, she picked up some side dishes with her fingers, and her eyes widened.
Seongja quickly took out several side dishes, opened the rice cooker, and took out a pot, sitting in front of the dining table.
“Our Siwoo, today…”
“Listen to the teacher well! Get along with your friends!”
Before Dajeong’s plea was over, Siwoo cut in. Dajeong smiled, wrinkling her nose.
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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