“Let those people be. Kang Doeum, find out where her mother is.”
With a single remark, warning not to add more bombs to the woman, not even 10 minutes had passed.
“Yes.”
The black sedan quickly sped away from the campus filled with azure.
In line with the end-of-semester classes for the first semester, Uiseok picked up Doeum from the College of Humanities.
“Is this really all the luggage?”
Being asked to bring the luggage that should go into the newlyweds’ house, and having just one black suitcase was all there was.
“I thought the things I brought wouldn’t please President-nim.”
Uiseok looked proudly at the woman he had figured out long ago.
It took a whopping six months.
“I’ll gradually prepare what’s needed. How about telling your friends about the marriage news…”
“No, I haven’t. They’re not people I trust, but I don’t even want to bother trusting them.”
After a vacation that lasted at most two months, and spending the remaining half-semester, graduation was imminent.
I thought it might be better to leave it unknown until then.
“Are we going to the honeymoon house?”
“No, for now, I’ll prepare to go to my family’s house in Ansodong tomorrow.”
With just one month left in the three-month deadline, Jiwan informed Madam Jang of the marriage.
As soon as he heard the announcement to bring the woman, Jiwan ordered a manager to adjust Doeum’s schedule.
It was also convenient that it was the end of the semester just before the vacation, and handling the house that was scheduled to be demolished went smoothly.
Even before setting a formal date, Doeum allowed Doeum, who had nowhere to go due to having to vacate the scheduled demolition site, to move into the honeymoon house first, purely out of Jiwan’s consideration.
“Please come down.”
It was a premium multi-shop in the city with dazzling entrance lights from the extravagant chandelier, overwhelming from the entrance.
Beyond the large bay window, overwhelmed by the elegant atmosphere from the high ceiling to the floor, Doeum couldn’t close her open mouth.
“The President hasn’t arrived yet.”
Employees lined up on both sides bowed and greeted Doeum, who entered with a section chief.
“He said he’s short on time, so he’d like you to try on the prepared outfits in advance.”
Probably the secretary in charge of the president’s office, maybe the head of the team, had contacted the shop, considering that he had been in a meeting for three hours and had postponed dinner until evening.
“Come in, Madam.”
Madam.
Tap, tap, tap. The three letters echoed in Doeum’s ears like a nail being hammered, shaking her to her core.
When she went in following the employee, it was when she was wearing an A-line dress, a wide black blouse like a cape, and a deep V-neck dark gray dress.
“Go outside.”
While changing clothes and trying on clothes, a staff member who had only been checking sizes and fits suddenly opened the fitting room curtain.
Behind the curtain, under the light pink pin light.
Leaning against a one-person couch, a man with closed eyes was Jiwan.
It seemed that he had just arrived now after being late.
The face illuminated by the light pink light looked tired at a glance.
Even the sight of loosening the tie and unbuttoning a couple of buttons at the end of the shirt looked flawless.
Uiseok, who was standing behind, Doeum, and Doeum herself, couldn’t move, and they remained frozen like ice.
“Ahem, ahem.”
At Uiseok’s fake cough, the man slowly opened his eyes.
Under the slow-opening eyelids, his dark brown irises glanced across to the woman opposite.
An emotionless gaze that didn’t reveal any emotion didn’t meticulously inspect here and there.
He just glanced at the places he had to see and nodded his head.
Okay with a single gesture, pass if you lean back with your eyes closed on the sofa.
How intense such a gaze that seemed insignificant was, and in front of it, Doeum’s face blushed like a hot iron.
After repeating the dressing and undressing twenty times, Doeum got back on the sedan.
Passing through the dazzling lights and busy roads, as they entered the luxury residential area, the surrounding environment visibly changed.
“Please come down.”
As they climbed the asphalt hill, the houses on both sides were luxurious.
The car that had gone up to the highest point passed through the central gate and stopped a little further up.
“Wow! It’s beautiful.”
The first thing that caught the eye was a garden surrounded on all sides.
Thanks to the bright lighting illuminating the garden, I momentarily forgot that it was late at night.
“Please come inside.”
Following a manager’s guidance, Jiwan stood like a stone statue, only Doeum moved.
“Are you not coming in?”
“I am going to my home.”
My home.
Jiwan said it exactly like that.
Bandy Crodien.
The premium-grade apartment complex ambitiously constructed by Bando Construction in the heart of the city was the man’s residence.
Looking at the audacious man who sent only the woman to this large honeymoon house and said, “I’ll go to my own house and sleep,” Uiseok glanced at Jiwan.
“President, still, it’s the first move-in day for the honeymoon house, and also, this place is still unfamiliar, so…”
“It’s okay. You can go.”
Though it might be a bit disappointing, Doeum extended her hand, signaling it’s okay.
“It’s really okay. What’s scary for a grown-up? I’m not afraid.”
Unlike Uiseok’s subtle expression, Jiwan had already gotten on the back seat, leaning against the headrest, closing his eyes.
“Until 8 AM tomorrow, I will come to pick you up.”
Help nodded at the manager who quickly closed the back seat door and got into the car.
Until the black sedan went down the hill in the upscale residential area and disappeared from view, Doeum remained standing in the same spot.
Bandy Crodien, Royal 27th-floor apartment.
After showering and changing into upper garments, Jiwan, holding a crystal glass filled with a dark brown liquid, stood in front of the window.
In front of her eyes, the dazzling night cityscape unfolded, but somehow, in her mind, under the pink lighting, the woman standing there was drawn.
She had thought that wearing jeans and a cotton T-shirt wasn’t bad.
With a height of around 163, her body ratio seemed decent, but unlike her simple face, the woman today had a quite sensual figure from the chest to the hips.
A moment when she glanced at the shy woman behind the fallen curtain.
At that moment, I had to admit that the fatigue that had accumulated during the long meeting had eased slightly.
Even in an instant, my eyes unintentionally reveled in the unexpected luxury.
Not to mention makeup, her face without a single touch of powder, and her immature gestures and actions that didn’t pretend to be coy drew attention throughout.
From the beginning to the end, not making an effort to please, and even standing side by side with a manager, her constant presence had been like that.
It felt not very pleasant to be strangely irritated and seduced by a not fully grown woman who hadn’t finished shedding her baby fuzz and thought, “Is this really okay?”
Even if an old man buys youth with money, it seemed worse than that.
The liquid of deep brown flowing over the edge of the crystal glass somehow seemed more bitter than on other days.
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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