As soon as the elevator stopped, Ha Joon appeared with a shopping bag in one hand and a flower pot in the other. His appearance was still unnecessarily radiant regardless of time and place.
Ji An pointed to the flower pot Ha Joon was holding.
“What’s with the empty flower pot?”
A flower pot should at least have fresh green leaves or even flowers.
“Dandelions. I planted a few from the convenience store.”
“Dandelions are perennial plants that live in the fields. But why?”
Bending his waist long, Ha Joon met Ji An’s eye level and said,
“Because it’s special if Kim Ji An grows it.”
Ji An narrowed her eyes at Ha Joon.
Ever since he returned from Jeju Island, Ha Joon acted strangely. He called more often than before and even told her to hang up first.
Unaware of his true feelings, she asked him,
“Was the shock therapy too intense? You compliment me too often. Why is that?”
Ha Joon shrugged his shoulders.
Although it wasn’t a shock, it was surprising.
After placing the flower pot by the window, he looked around the house and asked,
“Do you have an electric drill?”
“It’s a musthave even for someone living alone. Of course, I have it.”
“I bought a new door lock. I’ll replace it for you.”
The way Ha Joon casually walked into the kitchen with a leisurely smile was natural, as if he were the homeowner.
Pulling out a mug and placing it under the water purifier, his gesture seemed to mean, ‘My place hasn’t changed,’ even though the house had.
After taking off his suit jacket, Ha Joon pulled out a new door lock from the shopping bag.
“Get ready to go home while I change the door lock.”
“Home?”
“Dad said he wants to have dinner with you at the Samsungdong house.”
Ji An frowned at the unexpected news. She barely managed to ask Ha Joon,
“Didn’t you say you were busy?”
As Ha Joon shook his head, Ji An hurriedly added more words.
“Since when has your Saturday been so free? You’re busy. No, it’s not possible. Absolutely not. Go to the law firm and work.”
“It’s the first time.”
Usually unfazed by most things, Ha Joon was quite flustered when he received a call from Jae Yoon. Instead of saying ‘yes,’ he had responded with ‘yes?’ in a question.
“Are you free on Saturday? Come to Samsungdong with Ji An. We’ll eat together.”
“Yes?”
“If you’re busy or something.”
“No, I’ll go.”
Even though Ji An was in the middle, there was no interaction between the family members.
When the two were young, Jae Yoon would give gifts as a sign of gratitude. Being a house with only sons, it was mostly snacks.
Once or twice a year, Ha Joon would call first and having a meal together was all there was. The fact that such a person had called and invited him to a meal made it even more impossible to refuse.
The fact that it was the first time left Ji An as speechless as him.
“It is the first time. That dad is like this. Why is he really like this? Do you happen to know anything?”
“You should know about father’s affairs.”
“That’s true.”
Ji An wanted to regain her cool and humbly accept this situation. But going to the main house in Samsungdong with Ha Joon. Just the thought made her chest feel suffocating.
Thump, thump. Thud. Thump, thump.
The sound of something hitting the wall started to echo in the house. It was the sound of Ji An, who had turned completely white in her mind, hitting her head against the living room wall.
Ha Joon approached Ji An with a puzzled smile. He stretched out his long arm and covered Ji An’s forehead with his large hand.
“What are you doing?”
Ji An looked up at Ha Joon with a face that looked like she was about to cry. She opened her mouth with eyes full of resentment.
“I can’t think of what to do.”
“What?”
“I don’t want to show it to you. Because it’s not the kind of situation where we have a conversation with smiles, as you imagine.”
“…And I am.”
“I’m going crazy. Really.”
Whether Ha Joon was there or not, it was obvious that mother’s sneer would fly at the right place. It was a sight she didn’t want to show because they were close.
It was better to look like a naive sister envying her older sister.
Because looking lonely and looking pitiful are distinctly different.
Ji An asked Ha Joon, who was replacing the door lock.
“Ha Joon, do you have any other appointments? Or if you’re busy at work.”
“…No.”
“I’ll go alone. I can talk to dad.”
Ha Joon put down his electric drill and approached Ji An. He thought about her family at her sincere words.
All he knew about the violinist Genesis was what was written in the character section of the search site.
‘My sister is everything to mom. My father is everything to me.’
He didn’t know the specific event related to Ji An’s words. He didn’t even ask because he attributed it to the degree of jealousy about her sister.
In the year when the retired Jae Yoon followed Genesis abroad, Ji An often cried, saying that her father was taken away.
Even so, would a family meal be such a thing to vehemently refuse?
Ha Joon lightly pushed Ji An’s forehead.
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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