Sharti looked at the rock Ren pointed to with a sense of curiosity. Afterward, she confirmed the absence of any signs of popularity around and cautiously opened her mouth.
“Where are you planning to go? Surely you’re not thinking of going to the log house alone, right?”
“Well, that’s the plan.”
Ren, with a gaze implying, ‘Why bother asking how many times I’ll go back and forth?’ responded casually and moved his steps as if he would return immediately.
Surprised, Sharti grabbed his arm. “Then let’s take turns. When Ren comes back, I’ll go.”
“…”
“As long as we stick to the same path we took, we won’t attract people’s attention. So be careful not to get lost.”
Ren, who was looking down at Sharti’s surprised arm, nodded, coughed lightly, and nodded his head as if to say, “I’ll be back.”
With a gentle scratch on Ren’s neck, he disappeared between the trees. Sharti watched his retreating figure with a nervous feeling.
Sending Tein down from the mountain alone was more worrying than sending him alone.
“I’m anxious about sending him alone.”
Suddenly, she remembered Ren, who had chased and captured Dodint, who had run away from the log house.
“Am I being too overprotective?”
It felt like becoming an overly devoted guardian.
Sharti sighed, feeling somewhat relieved. “I need to wander around nearby.”
There was only herb gathering for a change of mood.
Sharti turned her body away from the vicinity of the valley water and headed towards the grassy thicket.
At that moment, the sunlight reflecting off the valley water caught her eye, turning her attention.
Sharti, with a puzzled look, stopped and stared at the valley water.
“…”
The clear valley water’s surface was filled with stars.
Sharti, with her gaze stolen, stared blankly at the scenery.
“Ren told me to wait.”
And the weather was too good.
It felt a bit regrettable to crouch down, get dirt on her robe, and harvest herbs in front of such a scenery.
Sharti quietly sat on a rock, facing the valley water.
“Something like this is also okay.”
Although it felt awkward to simply enjoy the natural scenery without doing anything, it wasn’t bad. The sound of the gently flowing valley water was refreshing, and the cold wind with moisture felt invigorating enough to make the hood and robe somewhat stifling.
“There have been quite a few things happening recently.”
Sharti, touching her cooled cheek, offered a faint smile. In the face of a series of crises and unexpected changes in recent times, she thought that it was just a passing growing pain.
“If it weren’t for meeting Ren, none of this would have happened.”
If Ren hadn’t suffered from amnesia, they would have gone through the last season of the year smoothly, welcoming spring without any entanglements.
Sharti hugged one knee and rested her chin on it, contemplating.
To her, who was twenty years old, the trials seemed like passing pains of growth that would eventually fade away.
“If only I hadn’t met Ren, none of this would have happened.”
If Ren hadn’t suffered from amnesia, without entangling each other, Sharti would have spent the last season of the year peacefully, welcoming spring.
Sharti hugged one knee and rested her chin on it.
“How can I help Ren regain his memory?”
How could she alleviate his anxiety even a little?
Sharti was lost in thought for a while.
“…!”
As a thick blanket covered her shoulders, Sharti turned her head in surprise.
Ren, who knows when he arrived, was meticulously placing the blanket around her with a casual expression.
“When did you… No, have you been here already?”
Sharti, flustered, tried to gauge the time.
The time felt not so long since Ren left and sat on a rock.
How long had she been absent-minded that she didn’t notice his return?
“Ren, you can sit here too. I’ll be back soon.”
As Sharti tried to take the wooden water bottle from him, he suddenly pulled back.
Awkwardly standing up, Sharti blinked.
Ren, with a nonchalant face, alternated between covering her and himself.
“It’s proven that I’m faster and stronger, Sharti. If you can go back and forth with a water bottle as fast as me and with one hand, I’ll concede.”
“…”
“Then, I’ll be back.”
Ren chuckled and headed back to the old log house alone.
Sharti, persuaded quickly and logically, sighed briefly.
The sense of accomplishment that briefly flashed over Ren’s composed expression somehow seemed clumsy.
‘He even brought a blanket.’
With the thought of his meticulous planning, Sharti shook her head and sat on the rock like a road.
The blanket protected her from the chilly wind, warming her body.
Somehow, the edge of her chest felt ticklish.
‘Does such thoughtful consideration leave a memory in the body?’
While Sharti was fiddling with the blanket, a strong wind blew, burying her face between the folds.
It was warm.
⭐️⭐️⭐️
After diligently filling the old log house’s water storage with the water from the swiftly flowing stream, Ren returned to Sharti only after putting down the wooden water bottle.
“…Wait a moment.”
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?
——
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!”
——
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…
——
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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