Sicar remembered my advice to be kind to the children, and with a somewhat bright smile towards them, he said, “Lucy, daring to say such words to a noble like me is unacceptable.”
Lucy, lowering her sword with a disgruntled face, shook her body as if expressing her frustration.
“It was a joke.”
Normally, Sicar would have snorted in response, but he settled for raising one eyebrow. Then, looking at me, he sighed.
“I’m starting to reconsider the advice about being kind.”
However, I couldn’t revoke it. Already enchanted by the kindness I bestowed…
Ugh, this is not the kind of role model one should become.
Leidox approached, smiling contentedly at Sicar, then bowed his head.
“Since the meal is ready, let’s move to the dining area.”
Upon seeing Leidox, the twins already rushed ahead, shouting cheers, eager to have their meal. Kian calmly followed behind, cautioning the children not to run.
Truly, Kian is not just exceptionally good; he’s exceptionally not normal.
Sicar, eyeing Leidox without any intention of moving, made me leave first, probably anticipating that I would have to intervene if Sicar tried to devour Leidox.
Is this what it feels like to raise a wild beast?
Leidox, seeming to ponder why Sicar’s mood had soured, spoke up as if realizing something.
“Thank you for taking care of our children, Lord.”
Seeing him speak like that, it seemed Leidox believed Sicar’s discomfort was due to not receiving gratitude for the sparring with Lucy.
But from my perspective, it didn’t seem that way.
Sicar, with a bitter smile, looked at Leidox.
“It seems we should pay more attention to educating the children rather than just admiring their beauty. Lucy just said something inappropriate to me.”
“When you say something inappropriate…”
Sicar, with an angry expression, momentarily narrowed his eyes and, with considerable effort, controlled himself before exhaling.
“She called me Satan.”
Leidox, too, seemed quite surprised by this revelation, quickly scratching his head.
“S-Sorry, Lord. It seems the familiarity of the royal children has influenced even you.”
“Well, it can’t be helped if the heirs of the Hujakju family are this lacking. And the twins will have to serve Kian soon, so teach them some respect for their master slowly.”
“If I interpret that as a suggestion to start a rebellion…”
Sicar, with an expression full of rage and such, briefly closed his eyes, then exhaled as if trying to maintain his composure.
“She said Satan.”
Leidox also looked quite taken aback. Sicar quickly shook his head.
“I apologize. I think the children have become too comfortable due to their association with the future king. And, twins, you’ll have to serve Kian soon. Make sure to teach them proper respect for their master.”
“That sounds like you’re about to incite a rebellion. If we fail to find Princess Veronia in the north this time…”
“We might be able to find her this time.”
Leidox, who was worried, smiled brightly as if he had realized something.
“I’ll be looking forward to the good news.”
Even I found that statement amusing. If Sicar is confident, then we might finally be able to locate Veronia.
I wanted to quickly run to Kian and tell him that we might now be able to find your birth mother, but I decided to endure until the princess met Kian. I would wait patiently until Sicar safely brought the princess.
Leidox had prepared a lavish outdoor meal for us.
There were not only meals but also musicians.
Judging by Leidox’s personality, it seemed like he had prepared the gathering for Seoyeon, either to surprise her or to make her surprised.
Thanks to that, we were able to enjoy a harp performance with beautiful melodies while having our meal.
After finishing our meal to our heart’s content, we sat on a bench and leisurely enjoyed our tea time.
Watching the children playing on the grass after their meal, rolling around alongside Sicar, I noticed Lucy approaching.
Lucy walked towards Sicar, as if she had something to say, with her hands behind her back.
“Do you have a moment?”
In response to Sicar’s question, Lucy spoke as if she had made a big decision.
“I know you took care of me.”
Sicar, immediately showing a pleased expression as if he already knew, glanced at me and then shook his head with mock modesty.
“Taking care of you? Do I look like someone who would do that?”
“Yes. The Sitars are strong. I know.”
“Well, it would be strange if you didn’t know. Yeah, I took care of you, but you did well, too.”
Lucy, smiling brightly at Sicar’s compliment, revealed something she had hidden behind her back. It was an apple. Her appearance was so cute that I couldn’t help but laugh.
Did Lucy bring the apple earlier to apologize? That seemed to be Sicar’s thought as well. He glanced at the apple, cleared his throat, and spoke.
“What’s with the apple? Is it a way of apologizing to me?”
“No, it’s not… Can you cut this? Sitars eat bread lying down!”
Not only Sicar but I, too, was taken aback by Lucy’s cheeky words.
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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