As they walked through the long courtyard with the guidance of the staff, a tranquil hanok house came into view. Opening the front door, they stepped inside to see a courtyard reserved for suite room guests.
Jian stood in the courtyard, expressing her admiration, when Danwoo approached.
Entering the room side by side, Jian, sitting awkwardly on the sofa, asked cautiously, “Are we staying together?”
“It’s the weekend, and it seems there are no available rooms.”
“Could that really be the case?”
“Since there are two bedrooms, use the one you’re comfortable with. Let’s eat something first.”
Danwoo smiled and casually opened the window leading to the backyard. The sky was cloudy, as if it would rain soon.
“Has it already been that long?”
Jian, not really hungry, recalled Danwoo’s serious expression when he asked about the last time she had a proper meal.
To return to her daily life, she should eat even if she wasn’t hungry. Thinking this, she put her hand on her stomach.
Shortly after, a traditional Korean meal arrived through room service.
As Jian smiled at the clear beef and vegetable soup, the doorbell rang again.
Looking puzzled, Jian glanced at Danwoo, and with a familiar look, he opened the door.
Entering the room, a woman in a uniform introduced herself as the team leader of the D Department Store Incheon branch personal shopper team and placed shopping bags on the floor.
Jian, who had been tightly biting her lips, finally asked what was going on when she and Danwoo were alone.
“How did a department store shopper find her way here?”
“It’s your clothes. Since you suddenly came, you only have what you’re wearing. I thought you might need something to sleep in.”
Even so, Jian thought there were too many items, and she took out a box with a luxury logo from the shopping bag. The box contained comfortable everyday clothes.
“Oh, what’s this?”
Jian, who had opened the third box, hastily closed the lid, taken aback by the unexpectedly appearing underwear set. Blushing, she pressed the closed box tightly and looked up at Danwoo.
Covering his lips with his hand, Danwoo turned his head, clearing his throat.
Concerned that several sets of everyday clothes for a one-night trip were too excessive, right at the moment when they were about to burst into laughter, an acrylic yarn and knitting needle set came out of the last shopping bag.
“Why is this here again?”
“I talked to a doctor I know and asked if it’s better to divert your attention elsewhere. He said it would be a good idea.”
“But high-end shops don’t sell these, do they?”
Jian pointed to several boxes with luxury logos printed on them lying on the floor. In response, Danwoo answered.
“I asked if she could get them. Did I go too far?”
“Is this the privilege of a VVIP that you only hear about? Besides, how did you know my size?”
“I looked up your personal information during the founding ceremony. I only mentioned your height and weight, so I can’t guarantee if the clothes will fit. … And department store shoppers have privileges from the president.”
Due to Jian’s not-so-good physical condition, Danwoo conducted shopping through a phone call with the department store personal shopper team.
Reserving a hotel suite room and shopping at a department store with just one phone call was an area unique to the top 1%.
“The president’s abilities are beyond imagination. … I don’t know. Anyway, I’ll wear the clothes well. I might try knitting too. And I’ll eat well.”
Jian found his consideration burdensome, and without complaining further, she closed her mouth, lacking the strength to argue over trivial matters.
At that moment, Danwoo, who had come close, pressed his nose against hers, lifted his lips, and smiled.
“You’re kind and listen well.”
“I feel good now that we’re here. The hotel is beautiful, and it seems like you gave me good advice. … Thank you.”
With their noses touching, Jian made a kissing sound with her lips, then stepped back.
Upon seeing her, Danwoo, holding his chest, collapsed to the side with a happy smile.
Jian, who had no color in her laughter, smiled with vitality in her eyes at Danwoo’s jest.
After a while, Danwoo and Jian sat facing each other with the meal that had arrived through room service in the middle. Danwoo raised his head, refusing Jian’s attempt to dish out the food.
With Danwoo watching her, Jian had no choice but to empty her bowl.
Refusing Jian’s attempt to clean up, Danwoo said, “I’ll do it. You just sit there. … Want some tea?”
“I’ll do it.”
“I’ll do that too.”
Jian could do nothing but sit quietly and gaze at the backyard beyond the traditional Korean house as the night fell.
Suddenly, emotions began to focus on Jaeyoon’s death and regrets related to it. Jian shook her head to clear her thoughts and took out knitting yarn and needles.
As Danwoo placed a teacup down and quietly watched her hands, he opened his mouth.
“I think I can do this too. Teach me.”
“This?”
“Yeah.”
When Jian made a chain shape with a crochet needle and taught the method, Danwoo, whose large hands seemed incongruent, began to knit.
For the next few minutes, Danwoo sighed several times. Then, with a deep sigh, he presented the result as if throwing it.
Trying to hold back her laughter, Jian, who had rolled her lips, eventually burst into laughter. It was indescribable what Danwoo handed over to her—a mysterious object named “Udanwoo.”
“What on earth is this?”
“So, this is… just Udanwoo.”
“Udanwoo?”
“I can’t do it twice. Keep this Udanwoo for yourself and don’t give it to anyone else.”
“How precious is Udanwoo to me? Will I use this to do the dishes? I might carry it around instead of you occasionally.”
“That’s putting it nicely.”
When Jian shook the unidentifiable Udanwoo scrubber, Danwoo leaned his upper body, covered her lips, and chuckled. He released the suppressed eagerness in one go, then picked up the tablet.
“I might as well check some reports I’m good at.”
Pausing for a moment, Jian asked Danwoo, “We… Are we going back to Seoul tomorrow?”
“We can stay a few more days. I’m the president.”
“I’m an employee.”
At Jian’s firm statement, Danwoo chuckled softly.
“Can an ordinary president dare to overcome an employee’s words?”
“Yeah.”
At the end of the strangely mismatched conversation, Danwoo and Jian laughed out loud.
It was during the peaceful dinner time for the two.
Danwoo raised his gaze, looked at Jian, and lowered his head with the tablet. Meanwhile, Jian, who had stopped her hands, had a faint gaze while looking at the courtyard.
Thud.
Raindrops started falling from the heavily clouded sky. Rainwater flowing along the eaves of the traditional Korean house fell onto the courtyard, soaking it thoroughly.
Thinking of Jaeyoon waiting in front of the school with an umbrella on a rainy day, Jian couldn’t help but shed tears.
When Danwoo and Jian’s eyes met, she quickly wiped away her tears.
“I must be crazy. I really don’t know why this is happening.”
“Come here.”
Danwoo wiped Jian’s tears and placed her hand on the surgical scar on his abdomen.
Seeing Jian’s widened eyes as she felt the touch on her fingertips, he spoke.
“With time, it gets better. I experienced the same.”
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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