The news from the man who had not been in contact for over a month came on the afternoon of December 23, just two days before Christmas.
A little past noon, the person who visited Dajeong’s apartment was none other than Director Min.
“Only Siwoo… right?”
When Dajeong questioned, Director Min hesitated as if feeling awkward and then spoke.
“Yes, only Siwoo… that’s what he said.”
Director Min, who rolled his eyes in a half-moon shape, cleared his throat and continued.
“To add, even if Yuda Jeong isn’t mine, Siwoo is mine. As a father, he hopes you don’t interfere with the time of bonding between a father and son, emphasizing the rights and affection between the father and son. He also said not to worry, as he’ll return Siwoo by Christmas Eve dinner.”
“Ha…”
Dajeong looked at Director Min, imitating Cha Junghyeok, in amazement.
In other words, on Christmas Eve, until tomorrow night, he will spend time with Siwoo. He was asking Dajeong to prepare Siwoo and have him delivered through Director Min.
Dajeong tried to genuinely feel upset. No matter what had happened, was it really necessary to send someone else, not even directly but through an intermediary, to bring the child back?
Even though it felt petty and desperate inside, what Min Director said was accurate.
Despite feeling disappointed, it was true that there was no intention to harm Junghyeok’s rights and the happiness right between father and son. Therefore, Dajeong willingly accepted.
“Director Min, would you like to come in and wait for a moment? I need to dress the child and get him ready.”
“I’ll wait outside, so take your time preparing.”
Leaving Director Min standing outside the door, Dajeong returned to the house and took out Siwoo’s carrier. Swiftly organizing the belongings, she equipped Siwoo with innerwear and a thick padded jacket.
“Mom, where is Siwoo going?”
Siwoo, unaware of the situation, asked while preparing to go out. Dajeong casually stretched her smile, busy preparing and momentarily forgetting to talk to the child.
“Siwoo, Dad is waiting downstairs to go on a trip with you.”
“Oh? Dad? Did Dad come back from a business trip?”
Siwoo’s eyes widened, twinkling with excitement.
Could Dad be this good?
“Yes, he rushed over to go on a trip with Siwoo.”
“Wow! Um, then what about Mom and Grandma?”
For a brief moment of enjoyment, Siwoo tilted his head.
“Mom is…”
Mom shouldn’t come…
Dajeong smiled broadly, hiding any signs of sadness.
“What to do? Mom and Grandma can’t come with us.”
“Why?”
“Grandma’s back hurts. Mom needs to take care of her.”
“Oh… Well, there’s nothing we can do…”
Looking a bit sorry, Siwoo twisted his short body.
“Yeah, Mom and Grandma will be fine, so you have fun with Dad and tell us all about it when you come back, okay?”
“Yes! Siwoo will have fun and tell you everything!”
Dad didn’t even realize that Mom was left behind, and Siwoo was instantly delighted. As they headed out with Siwoo dressed and the carrier in tow, Jeongae, who had been engrossed in knitting, widened her eyes.
“Huh? Are we taking our puppy Waddle?”
“Grandma, Siwoo, um… going to play with Dad!”
“Dad…?”
Not understanding the English words, Jeongae glanced at her daughter, and Dajeong explained.
“It seems like Siwoo’s dad had a short break. They sent someone to bring Siwoo, saying… to spend the night together.”
“Is that so…?”
Jeongae shook her head hesitantly. It felt somewhat unnatural, but she didn’t elaborate.
Jeongae smiled widely at the excited Siwoo.
“Our puppy, have fun and come back!”
“Yes! Grandma, stay well!”
As they exited the apartment entrance, they saw the familiar figure of a tall and sleek man.
“Dad! Dad!”
Siwoo shouted and let go of Director Min’s hand, running towards him. Watching the scene, Jeonghyuk, who had been smiling broadly, shouted softly.
“Yoo Siwoo! Don’t run, you might fall!”
Wrapped in a chubby padded jacket, fur hat, gloves, and dull sheepskin boots, Siwoo’s heavily dressed appearance made his wobbly run a bit precarious.
As he ran from a distance, his short legs stumbled, and Jeonghyuk’s long legs went to meet him.
Jeonghyuk lifted his son high and planted a kiss from lips to cheeks. The chubby and sweet scent lingered in the air.
Siwoo shivered, complaining that it was cold. He shouted to let him down, but Jeonghyuk had no intention of complying.
Embraced by his father, Siwoo nodded his head.
“Dad! Hello.”
Perhaps because it had been a while, even his courteous demeanor seemed lovely.
“Hello, Yoo Siwoo.”
In Yoo Siwoo’s smiling face, there was a mix of joy and shyness. As Jeonghyuk smiled back, a white breath escaped his lips, prompting Siwoo to ask.
“Dad, are you cold?”
“It’s cold.”
Feeling sorry for his dad, who was exaggerating, Siwoo promptly took off his gloves. Then, with his small hand, he gently brushed against his dad’s cold cheek.
“Now, is it warm?”
“Yes, it is warm.”
Jeonghyuk moved his head, touching his nose to Siwoo’s palm and fingers.
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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