That man is crazy. He’s gone mad.
…He’s completely insane.
In front of Lamein, who had an absurd expression.
Should I just kill him?
Marquess Haribo, with life in his eyes, raised an eyebrow.
Lamein, who quietly sighed, met eyes with Marquess Haribo.
…Does he really not know anything?
Facing a gaze that seemed to ask that question, he slowly opened his mouth.
“I thought it would be better to tell the truth to my husband.”
So, he knows everything.
“I have no reason to take issue with what Cedric knows.”
Apart from that, why is he here? Tell me that.
At that time when the two were exchanging unfamiliar glances.
Smart.
A knock echoed in the reception room.
The gazes of the three reached the wide-open door of the reception room.
“Lady Roger Viscountess has come to pay her respects,” the servant announced.
Lucia entered the reception room with a bright smile like a blooming flower.
“Oh? Viscount, you’re here too.”
Lady Lucia, noticing Cedric standing by the window, widened her eyes.
“So, what I mean is.”
…Hey, make sure he doesn’t hear that.
Cedric, who gave the Marquess Haribo a sharp look, soon smiled and met eyes with Lucia.
“Ah, Lady Roger.”
Lucia approached Lamein. And.
“If it’s alright with you, could you spare me a moment?”
She asked cautiously with a gentle voice.
“A moment?”
“Yes. I’d like to have a brief conversation in my room. It won’t take long.”
Lamein blinked his round eyes.
There was no reason to refuse the request of such a pretty girl. But.
“But right now, I am in the middle of a conversation with Marquess Haribo…”
At that slightly awkward moment.
“I think it would be better to finish the conversation here today.”
Marquess Haribo said.
Turning his gaze away from Lucia.
“I’ll write up the contract first and discuss the details with the lady later.”
Alone. The man who emphasized this particular word smiled slyly.
“Yes, that would be better. Let’s go over the accurate plan while adjusting the contents of the contract.”
Having conveyed his agreement, Lamein looked at his husband standing by the window.
As the husband, who seemed to dislike something, twisted his eyebrows, he smiled when their eyes met.
“Cedric, can you have a talk with Lady Haribo for a moment?”
“Of course. Do as you wish.”
Even if she had played Go-Stop with Lady Lucia all night, Cedric responded with a benevolent voice, as if he would gladly let her go.
“Let’s go to my room together!”
Lamein stood up at Lucia’s bright voice.
And alternated his gaze between the two men with a slow look.
“Well, then…”
Don’t fight and stay quiet.
“Please continue your conversation.”
With a silent voice containing much meaning in his eyes, he spoke in a calm tone.
Like a desert.
A space filled with dry air and silence.
“…”
“…”
As if in a standoff, the gazes of the two men, who had been staring at each other from a distance, seemed to drift apart as if making a promise.
“Fine. Let’s just not say anything to each other.”
Lamein, with an awkward smile on his lips, left the reception room.
After a considerable amount of time passed, Cedric, who had been gazing somewhere outside the window, shifted his gaze to the door.
The space where Lamein disappeared.
Leaving the spot where he had lingered for a long time, he approached Marquess Haribo.
And with a calm expression, Cedric sat in the seat where Lamein had been sitting, making eye contact with Marquess Haribo.
After a moment of silence passed.
“Vence, what are you thinking?”
Cedric asked with a calm voice.
Marquess Haribo, who had been gazing intently, raised his eyebrows slowly and opened his mouth slowly.
“Cedric, what’s the intention behind your question?”
“You, who used to coldly reject countless business proposals that anyone would envy, suddenly express interest in doing business with my wife. I’m asking about that.”
Ah, Marquess Haribo, who spoke in a low voice, smiled slyly.
“Are you here to inquire about that, following my busy wife with valuable steps?”
A leisurely voice lightly touched Cedric’s nerves.
If that’s the case, then me too.
“I go crazy missing Lamein when she disappears in front of me like that. It’s a matter my beloved wife is interested in. Naturally, I should show interest too, shouldn’t I?”
Cedric, scratching Solo’s nerves with a casual voice, smiled slyly.
…What did I just hear?
Marquess Haribo, who looked at him with an expression as if his ears had rotted, let out a dry chuckle.
And.
“It’s also for Lucia.”
He said with a serious expression replacing the vanished smile.
Cedric’s blue eyes, tightly closed, slowly moved over Marquess Haribo’s face.
At first, Cedric thought that Marquess Haribo’s interest in this matter was because of Lucia. However.
“Even so, Marquess Haribo, who is strongly guarded, dives into it without hesitation. Isn’t that a bit strange?”
A man who not only lacks interest in others’ affairs but is also more cautious than anyone else in situations where he has to get involved with someone.
“I’m not completely ignorant of you, you know.”
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?
——
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!”
——
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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