But Sophia said seriously, “Mother, Miss, don’t just get angry. Look at the reality. From the perspective of a third party who doesn’t know the inside story, Jeongyeoreum looks like the heiress of this PR Group. Do you understand?”
“Who came to visit?”
The head of Jeong Rok, who was sitting at the office desk reviewing approval documents, lifted up.
“The customer from Blue House whom the president sent gifts to.”
Jeong Rok immediately stood up with an excited expression and headed straight to the entrance.
The secretary who followed him said with a slightly embarrassed expression, “But she brought the gifts back.”
Turning around as he was about to open the door, Jeong Rok asked, “Brought them back?”
“Yes.”
He opened the door and went outside.
In front of the sofa in the reception area, Summer was sitting.
Next to her, carefully arranged gifts sent by Jeong Rok were neatly laid out.
Having confirmed that, he smiled and approached Summer.
“Welcome.”
“Hello.”
Summer also stood up and greeted.
“You sent gifts that were too much. So, I’ve come to return them.”
“Don’t you like them?”
“No. They’re all beautiful and too expensive. But, as I said, it’s too much. I have no reason to accept these.”
“Don’t you have enough reasons?”
He, on the contrary, showed a slightly hurt expression.
“I’ll just take the president’s sincerity. Then.”
Bowling in greeting, Summer tried to turn away.
“I’ll send more.”
At those words, Summer stopped.
“What?”
“I will continue to send my apologies until you like them.”
He chuckled with a relaxed attitude.
‘Why is this white peacock like this? Anyone would think you’ve fallen for me.’
“By any chance, President, are you interested in me?”
His secretaries, who were eavesdropping on their conversation, were taken aback.
In contrast, he burst into laughter.
“Yes, that’s correct. You are always my area of interest. So, whether you accept the gifts or have a drink with me. If you do, I’ll cleanly give up here.”
He gestured towards the office.
“Tea?”
“Yes.”
‘Stubborn once.’
With no other choice, Summer said, “Alright.”
Guided by him, Summer entered the office.
Jeong Rok said to his secretaries, “Bring the best tea, and don’t disturb because it’s an important guest.”
“Yes, sir.”
Seated on the opposite side, she said, “Please have some.”
The secretary quickly pushed the tea she had just brewed towards Summer, and he said, “You are stubborn.”
Raising the tea cup, Summer said, “I occasionally hear that. But aren’t you quite formidable too?”
“Well, honestly, I hear such things too. It’s stubbornness.”
They both chuckled simultaneously.
“But how did you carry such heavy things here?”
“I had someone come with me all the way.”
“I see.”
Nodding, he asked again, “Did you hear unpleasant things from Blue House because of my gift? Is that why you’re doing this?”
“Why would you think that?”
As he didn’t answer immediately, Summer said, “Did the maids seem resentful of the mistress?”
Instead of answering, he smiled a bit more broadly.
“I appreciate your concern, but I’m fine.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Even if the mistress and the lady draw on my shoes and throw them around.”
Chuckling, he nodded as if relieved.
“Oh, and by the way, let me tell you, I have someone I like.”
Looking straight at Summer, he said, “Were you not curious?”
“Of course I was, but just wanted to say.”
I already have a master.
So, Mr. White Peacock, you’re not worth it, but I’ll pass.
Somehow feeling refreshed, Summer smiled and raised the teacup.
“I understand that you have someone you like, but you’re not married, right?”
“Yes?”
“I mean marriage. You’re not married, right?”
His soft, dark brown eyes stared at Summer.
“Well, that’s true, but…”
Still smiling, he raised his teacup.
“Then it’s settled.”
“Yes?”
“It’s settled.”
What’s settled? What does he mean?
Perplexed, Summer looked at him.
But he laughed nonchalantly and sipped his tea.
Seeing the secretary general of Jeong Rok blocking her way, Haerin spoke.
“Oppa is in the office now.”
“That’s true, but he’s in a conversation with an important guest.”
“Who is it?”
“I can’t tell you that.”
As Haerin blocked the entrance to the office, frustration welled up.
But she pressed her irritation and said, “How long do I have to wait?”
“We don’t know either.”
“If the director doesn’t know, who does?”
Though said as a jab, the secretary general remained unfazed.
It seemed like it would take quite a while.
“Then I’ll be in the gallery. Let me know when it’s over.”
“Yes.”
Haerin turned around and walked down the corridor.
The attached tea manager said, “Miss, they’re getting more arrogant. Shouldn’t we give them a good scolding next time?”
As they rode the elevator, Haerin said, “Maybe we should.”
Suppressing her annoyance, she headed to the gallery inside Hanseo Department Store.
The usually quiet gallery felt tense and stiff.
Curious, she looked ahead.
A group of middle-aged women had gathered, and among them was Mrs. Imiya of Hanseo Group.
Haerin quickly took out a mirror, checked her face, and approached the lady.
“Hello, ma’am.”
When the beautiful lady saw Haerin, her expression turned instantly frosty.
“What are you doing here?”
“I came to see my brother but had some free time. I’m so glad to see you here.”
“You really have no manners. Your words are strange.”
“Yes?”
“Is Hanseo Department Store your playground? And what are you saying about your mother?”
As if making sure everyone heard, Mrs. Imiya raised her voice slightly.
Haerin’s face stiffened.
“When I see you, I feel like the world has really become better these days.”
“Why, Madam?”
The women around them giggled and echoed her words.
“In the past, illegitimate children couldn’t even show their faces and hid away. But these days, how shameless they’ve become. Even mistresses.”
Haerin blushed to her neck in shame.
Without saying anything else, the lady walked away.
She was followed by laughter from the mocking women.
In the stationary car, Haeun, who had been staring only at Hanseo Department Store, snapped.
“Look at that, tailing after Jeong Rok oppa!”
Thinking of Summer’s words that she had someone she liked, Haeun followed out of curiosity.
But Jeong Rok was seeing Summer off even outside.
“See, I knew it would come to this. Mother. Will you just stand by and let Jung Yeoreum snatch away the lady’s man like this?”
“I’m as frustrated as you are. But since Hyungnim opposes driving her away directly, there’s no other choice, right?”
Sofia spoke.
“How about trying those people?”
“Right, Mom. Let’s use them. I can’t stand it like this!”
Ha-eun’s eyes glared fiercely.
As if waiting, Jeong Mi said,
“Should we?”
“How many of them should we call?”
“To make sure she regrets it, we should call at least five.”
“Mom, what’s the minimum? We should call the maximum, right?”
“Exactly, Mom. Since we’re doing it, we should do it thoroughly.”
“Saeonni’s words are right. Mom, we need to make sure Jung Yeoreum can’t act as a matchmaker twice.”
“That’s true.”
The three women glared at Yeoreum, sharpening their knives.
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…
——
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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