Not knowing that, Dohyuk was still continuing the interview on the screen.
“Oh, Mr. Dohyuk has a really broad mind. It’s not easy to have such feelings.”
“No, well… I don’t really like noblemen.”
“Wow, are you being too honest?”
“Haha. It’s a joke. I really like Senior An.”
As Dohyuk’s last words finished, off-screen, the words of the two men exploded.
“This is acting!”
“This is acting.”
Jiho chuckled at the simultaneous reactions. Strangely, because of Bong-gi, who showed relief along with a small sigh.
“Surprised. When did you get so good at acting? I almost forced you to sign a contract.”
Bong-gi, who had been smiling, lowered the volume of the TV again. Jiho remembered Dohyuk’s face for a moment. Except for the last sentence, it was true. How could he develop opposite feelings in less than a month from the time he struggled to take his life?
‘Did you enjoy the company dinner yesterday?’
‘Yes. And… Chah Dohyuk also attended. He asked me to sincerely apologize to Jiho. He said you’ll understand when I say it like this.’
Suddenly, the voice beyond the phone came to mind. The voice that whispered news from Busan. Memories from Seoul for me.
I don’t know why, but I know who.
“It seems Hye-yoon played make-believe again.”
“What? What play?”
Bong-gi, who turned off the TV, responded to Jiho’s quiet muttering. Jiho’s mouth involuntarily opened as he turned to leave the room.
“No, nothing.”
Whom I’m thinking about, even the smile that rose above it. I could barely suppress the urge to shout, ‘That person is my actor!’ Jiho’s face these days, causing that impulse frequently, was a problem.
“Cut! I’ll set up for about 5 minutes and move on to the next scene!”
The next day. Hye-yoon looked around for a moment. It was a behavior she had been doing all day today. When the cut sound was made, she quickly returned to reality, looking around at the people. Wanting to keep the people she had been with here in her heart.
Although it was finally the first broadcast day, she put more meaning into the last day of shooting. There may be a next time, but the last is truly the last.
Even during lunch, she quickly ate and went to greet each person one by one. They had decided to have a company dinner and watch the first broadcast together in the evening, but there would be only Jang Hye-yoon there. Kim Hee-soo was still here.
Now, just before the last scene, Hye-yoon’s gaze turned to someone she hadn’t greeted yet. Right next to me, to the man reading my script.
“Well, is the script different from mine?”
“…Huh?”
“It seems like you’re enjoying it so much. You don’t even know you’re staring at me from the side.”
Jiho’s script, which had now completely fallen apart. Although he always overflowed with affection in his writing, today was especially so. With a cute jealousy, Jiho slowly opened his mouth. The voice that came out with a smile was quite low.
Like a sound coming out of his chest.
“Why did I want to appear in this drama… Did I say it?”
“Yeah. To meet Jang Hye-yoon.”
“Hehe. Right. …To meet Jang Hye-yoon.”
Jiho laughed at her confident tone. Even if he completely revealed everything, somehow there was always a trace of anxiety hidden somewhere, but now there was no sign of it. Her face, painted only with a bright and clear light, was truly beautiful.
Jiho gently stroked Hye-yoon’s worries.
Of course, she also noticed, just as she easily recognized the anxiety that Jiho had hidden from her. Now, in Jiho’s words, she could see that the stories postponed to later were preparing to come out carefully.
Her big pupils were filled with only one man.
“So, why did Jang Hye-yoon want to meet me? What was so good about this script?”
The man who always messed up the order of emotions made the first question he should have asked as a writer come last.
“Because Jong-soo was like me. Too similar to me when I was young. But… it’s strange.”
“What is?”
“I’m gradually understanding Hee-soo.”
“… ”
“As time goes on, Heesoo… becomes like me.”
His eyes, looking at himself, became distant. Hye-yoon gently stroked the words he shared, and so, at the moment when tender and fragile emotions were about to settle down.
“…Then, it seems Mr. Jiho saved himself.”
She spoke with a resolute voice. Jiho quickly found reality in the story he hadn’t considered. The eyes that had lost their distance sharply turned towards Hye-yoon. There was a slight widening of his eyes, as if he was a bit surprised.
“Just like Heesoo brought Jongsu to a new world. Like young Jiho was brought to a better world… by the adult Jiho.”
“…”
“Even comforting and praising all the moments of young Jiho… as the adult Jiho.”
Hye-yoon had no hesitation in her words. This was full-fledged confidence. As much as the confidence in An Jiho as a lover, the confidence in Jongsu and Heesoo. It all overflowed.
Jiho blankly rewound those words. In the brown eyes he faced, gentle waves, and with each wave, various scenes from the filming of “23 Centimeters” flashed by.
If memories until the age of 12 had reached Jongsu, then his life after that was like Heesoo’s. Meeting new family, being together. Trying to move to a wider place, but still keeping a place for family in his heart.
Even gaining unexpected realizations was a bit overwhelming, but Hye-yoon added one more word. As if asking to add her own feelings to it.
“There’s nothing as perfect as saving myself.”
“…”
Although he wanted to say a mature thank you, words didn’t come easily. Jiho bit his lips in silence. The emotion that seemed to overflow made it seem like it would spill out.
And, as if she understood all those feelings, Hye-yoon smiled softly. Since young Jiho received salvation, the adult Jiho wanted to make himself happy.
“I’m really meeting an amazing man. We should get closer.”
Jiho’s eyes became moist.
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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