When DaJeong returned from her outing, the man in room 206 was lounging on the living room sofa, fiddling with his mobile phone.
He neither went out nor sightseen. He was spending such an idly time that it was strange why he was here at all.
It wasn’t entirely unpredictable. Given his fluency in Spanish, perhaps this was a place he had visited countless times, and so it held no interest for him.
The man who was listlessly gazing at his mobile phone lifted his gaze. Spotting DaJeong, he immediately checked the time.
Like a dog that had been waiting for its owner all day, he monitored her, and once verified, he shot a glance pressuring her not to be late for mealtime before returning to his room.
Even people who feel no interest in the world usually have one thing they are obsessed with.
For that man, it was ‘meals’.
“Miss Room 201, where did you go today?”
As DaJeong came down to the restaurant, the landlady greeted her and asked. Asking and answering such questions was a small pleasure of traveling.
“I visited the Gothic Quarter today.”
The landlady’s eyes rounded in surprise.
“No way, you’ve been here for over two weeks and you haven’t been there yet?”
“No, I’ve been there several times already, but I wanted to go back because I missed it.”
“Everyone just takes a quick look and moves on, but Miss Room 201 is unusual.”
“I like observing carefully. Oh my, do you have perilla leaves here too?”
On the tray she received, there were various vegetables for wraps, including lettuce and perilla leaves. When DaJeong expressed delight, the landlady smiled proudly.
“I planted it in the garden and it grew a lot. The lettuce wrap is good, isn’t it?”
“Of course, I love lettuce wraps.”
The meal was perfect with soybean paste soup, vegetables, and grilled fish. But for some reason, the restaurant was bustling today.
“There are a lot of people today.”
“Yeah, a few groups came all at once earlier. The rooms are all full.”
DaJeong sighed with relief and smiled broadly. She had felt somewhat guilty towards the landlady when the noisy group checked out.
“You must be making a lot of money.”
“Yeah, I might even build a building soon.”
Unable to hide her good mood, the landlady laughed out loud.
“The bachelor in room 206 also contributes a lot.”
The man, who she hadn’t even realized was there, followed behind her, received his tray, and simply nodded before trailing after DaJeong.
There was still no conversation and it was still awkward, but it now felt quite natural to eat at the same table.
DaJeong popped a neatly wrapped lettuce into her mouth.
Her puffy cheeks moved from side to side as the uniquely crisp taste and fragrant aroma of the perilla leaf combined delightfully in her mouth.
Perilla leaves in Spain. It was as heartwarming as finding spicy cup ramen and kimchi in the depths of Africa.
However, unlike DaJeong who was busily wrapping and eating, the man didn’t even touch his lettuce wrap.
He was eating quietly, but since he didn’t wrap his food, it looked like he didn’t have much to eat. Even the untouched grilled fish was still in its original state.
Seeing him eat only rice and vegetables bothered her, and after a lot of contemplation, she carefully asked.
“Do you… not like lettuce wraps?”
“No.”
The previously serene writer sternly shook his head.
“But why won’t you eat?”
“I’ve never tried it before.”
His remark bewildered Da Jung, causing her eyes to widen.
“You’ve never had a wrap before?”
“No. But I’ve never wrapped and eaten one with my own hands.”
“Never?”
“Yeah, I don’t know how to do it.”
“……”
He was a man fluent in English and Spanish and a graduate from Harvard, yet he didn’t know how to wrap his food.
It was absurd and made her realize that there were unique types of fools hidden in the world.
Unknowingly, Da Jung concealed her slight smirk and quickly picked up some lettuce and perilla leaves.
“It’s not hard. Watch carefully.”
Speaking gently like a kindergarten teacher, she put some rice and bean paste on the leaves and adeptly wrapped it.
“Just like this. It’s really easy, isn’t it?”
He looked at the wrap Da Jung had made, his face seeming lost in thought.
“How about it? You can do it, ri…ah….”
A surprised gasp got caught in Da Jung’s throat. He had abruptly bent his upper body forward and swallowed the wrap she had made.
Blinking in surprise, the man who had just swallowed the small wrap without much chewing spoke up.
“Spread it on the fish too.”
Carefully going through the digital camera display, Da Jung let out a sigh.
She had hundreds of photos from Gothic Planet, but not many were worth keeping.
Gothic Planet had the ambiance of medieval Europe throughout its cities. As she had taken pictures randomly because she liked the feel of the streets, she ended up with few architectural pictures and numerous street ones without much substance.
It seemed likely that her destination tomorrow would be Gothic Planet again.
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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