At the same time, the curiosity that had been occupying her mind recently also reared its head.
Why is Seol Ji Oh pretending not to know me? Or does he genuinely not know?
During the short time she took his card and processed the payment, Yeo Woon agonized hundreds of times before finally opening her mouth.
“I’m sorry about that time.”
At Yeo Woon’s sudden words, Seol Ji Oh raised his eyes to look at her face, a hint of question passing over his features.
“I will… definitely, pay the laundry bill.”
Only then did Seol Ji Oh’s gaze shift to the name tag attached to Yeo Woon’s left chest. He furrowed his brows slightly and then let out a short exclamation.
“Ah. Yeo Woon.”
A smile, like a breeze, suddenly appeared on Seol Ji Oh’s lips.
Tilting his head slightly, Seol Ji Oh looked Yeo Woon up and down as if trying to gauge something. His gaze lingered unusually long on Yeo Woon’s face.
Feeling uncomfortable under his stare, Yeo Woon averted her gaze, her eyes darting around.
At that moment, Seol Ji Oh, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, his gaze still fixed on Yeo Woon.
“May I ask you something?”
“Yes?”
“Do we know each other?”
The question sounded strange.
It wasn’t a question of whether he had seen her somewhere, but whether they knew each other, as if he didn’t have a memory of her.
A thought that suddenly crossed Yeo Woon’s mind made her eyes widen.
Could it be. He…doesn’t remember?
Just then, Seol Ji Oh’s cell phone rang.
“Yes. Manager. I’m on my way.”
Seol Ji Oh picked up his cigarettes and water and headed towards the convenience store door. Yeo Woon hastily called out to Seol Ji Oh, who was about to leave without even listening to her answer.
“Excuse me!”
Seol Ji Oh stopped just before he completely stepped out of the door. His flawless features, not obscured by his hat, were directed towards Yeo Woon. Seol Ji Oh, who was coldly staring at Yeo Woon with his long eyes, soon licked his lips.
“I’ll contact you.”
The door closed. Yeo Woon was dumbstruck in an instant.
Did Seol Ji Oh just say he’ll contact…me?
One week later, Seol Ji Oh contacted her.
Yeo Woon parked hastily and entered the restaurant. The traditional Korean restaurant that Seol Ji Oh had told her about was entirely composed of private rooms and operated on a reservation system.
Unsure of who made the reservation, Yeo Woon hesitated at the entrance, but a waitress, beautifully dressed in hanbok, guided Yeo Woon with a smile.
Inside the door that the waitress quietly opened, Seol Ji Oh and a man who appeared to be a manager were sitting. As soon as Yeo Woon saw Seol Ji Oh’s face, her heart started pounding.
Swallowing her saliva, Yeo Woon managed to voice a greeting.
“Hello.”
Seol Ji Oh just nodded his head while sitting. When Yeo Woon took her seat across from Seol Ji Oh, the manager naturally left the room while making a phone call.
As soon as they were left alone, Yeo Woon felt an unbearable awkwardness creeping over her body. Seol Ji Oh, however, just calmly looked at Yeo Woon as if nothing was amiss.
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Yeo Woon felt she had to say something and opened her mouth.
“I’m sorry about last time. I will definitely make up for it…”
“Can you make up for it?”
“Excuse me?”
“That was a suit gifted by Tom X, the chief designer. It’s the only one in the world.”
…What?
Yeo Woon instantly felt like she turned into ice.
So you’re saying that I… threw up on a suit that’s the only one of its kind in the world?
Seol Ji Oh extended a few photos in front of Yeo Woon’s widened eyes. In the photos, she appeared to be kneeling in front of Seol Ji Oh, while he wore a frighteningly angry expression.
Yeo Woon clamped both hands over her mouth.
Is this the socalled…paparazzi?
“It cost quite a bit to handle this.”
Yeo Woon’s pupils quaked as if an earthquake had struck. Intuitively, she knew.
This was the biggest crisis of Yeo Woon’s life.
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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