Sicar lazily licked his lips with indifferent eyes.
“Was what you said to Kian not empty words?”
“It’s probably because that director of the orphanage is strange. He seems to be brainwashing the children… According to Kian, he seems like a bad person.”
“That’s a matter to be solved in the capital. It’s not for us to step in.”
“This is an opportunity for you.”
“Opportunity?”
“An opportunity to show Kian a different side of you! If you handle this matter well, the way Kian sees you will change.”
“Even if it changes, I’m someone who only feels coldness from me.”
“So go with me tomorrow. Even if you feel cold, you can see that you’re a warm person to yourself.”
Sicar swept up his hair with his cool eyes.
“Even while I’m busy dealing with the issue of Gillian’s wedding, the kid is taking part. He’s really a tiring guy.”
“You have to care because you’re his father.”
“Do you think I’ve ever thought of him as my son?”
‘Of course not, that’s why you’re emphasizing that he’s your father.’
“You don’t have to think, just act like a father.”
“Fine. On the way to the capital tomorrow, I’ll stop by for a while.”
Sicar spoke up to that point and tried to turn around, so I called him.
“Sicar!”
“Again, why.”
“Is your grandmother okay…? How is she…?”
Sicar looked a bit surprised. He had a look that he couldn’t imagine that I would ask such a thing.
“Are you asking about our grandmother’s wellbeing now? Why?”
“Why. Isn’t it obvious? Because my grandmother went to Daeshinjeon and hasn’t come back yet, I’m worried about what happened, if she’s okay, if she’s being treated well.”
“Why are you worrying about our grandmother? If grandmother passes away, one of your sides will disappear, right? So are you asking?”
Perhaps it was natural for him to take it strangely because no one had ever worried about his parents when Sicar’s parents passed away.
Because they had never exchanged anything other than formal greetings in their lives.
At that moment, I thought I wanted to teach this villain a little more about how to live warmly.
“People usually exchange each other’s wellbeing without a purpose. Just like when I first saw my grandmother and brought her without any purpose.”
“If you hadn’t helped our grandmother, you wouldn’t have been discovered by me. But you’re worried about our grandmother… don’t you regret helping our grandmother…?”
“If I hadn’t helped grandmother that day, she would have been wronged. Of course I don’t regret it. I’m just curious about my grandmother’s health as someone who really lives in this mansion. That’s all. So please tell me. How is grandmother?”
Sicar stared at me and then turned his gaze away with a lazy face.
“Grandmother will be back in about 2 weeks.”
“It’s taking a long time. Then I’ll have to prepare to greet grandmother grandly as the hostess of the duke’s mansion then.”
“Are you planning to have a party?”
Although he said so, Sicar seemed to appreciate me for asking about grandmother’s wellbeing. Of course, he might not fully understand such emotions because he had never felt or received gratitude in his life.
“We gather round and round, tell old stories, knit together, and so on.”
“Knitting. Bica will probably say she wants to die, but grandmother will like it.”
As if he wouldn’t knit, he was frowning, but I planned to tell grandmother and make Sicar knit as well.
Knitting Sicar and Bica. It would be really fun.
“Go to bed early. If you’re going to Lecador tomorrow, you need to wake up early in the morning.”
For some reason, the back of Sicar walking out today felt warm.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]The next day. We took Durion and Bica and went into the orphanage.
Kian also came with us, but I thought it would be better to call Kian after the work was done. After Bica summoned a sleep spirit and put Kian to sleep in the carriage, she followed us into the orphanage.
The children were lost at the sight of the whitehaired elf, Bica, who they had never seen before. The director rushed out in a panic, recognized Sicar, and began to bow his head.
“A… aren’t you Duke Blake…?”
“Are you the director running this orphanage?”
Even though he had seen everything through my memories, Sicar confirmed it again.
“Yes. My lord. Although it’s humble, I’m running this orphanage.”
Sicar, without even meeting the director’s eyes, held the hand of a child next to him. The child was surprised, so I winked at the child.
“It’s okay. They’re just holding your hand because you’re pretty.”
Upon hearing this, the child finally seemed to relax.
Silent for a moment while holding the child’s hand, Sicar stared at the director with cold eyes and ground his teeth as he spoke.
“Yesterday, our little prince had all the toys he gave to the children here taken back.”
The director, with a shameless expression as if he had done nothing wrong, was startled and began to shake his clenched hands.
‘So that’s why. The children didn’t enjoy the gifts because they knew the director would take the toys back.’
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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