Even though they couldn’t see each other, it felt like they could understand each other’s expressions. It must be the same for him now.
In the continuation of their conversation, they shared their upcoming plans. Jiho predicted that tonight’s company dinner wouldn’t end easily, and Hye-yoon excitedly mentioned her visit to the bookstore tomorrow, even if only in her thoughts.
‘If you feel like you’ve had too much to drink, call me. I’ll come and drink for you.’ A boast like that, which seemed so fake, made Jiho burst into hearty laughter.
“Hey……”
“Yes?”
The next afternoon, while Hye-yoon was moving along her familiar route in the bookstore, a stranger suddenly appeared. He had a manly shadow and voice, but there was no masculinity in his speech.
Hye-yoon looked at the man who seemed to be observing her. Suddenly, tension rose. No one recognized her for over two weeks since started airing. Of course, she didn’t go out much, but still.
She swallowed hard and waited for the continuation of his words.
“……I keep looking because of you. Your reading posture is really lovely.”
“Ah….”
Nope.
The unexpected conversation with Ando was fascinating. It wasn’t the first time such a situation had occurred, but it still seemed quite challenging compared to herself. Hye-yoon blinked rapidly, staring intently at his face.
“If it’s okay, can I get your contact information? Oh, I’m really not a strange person. I’m a freshman in the Computer Science Department at Korea University.”
The man was also fascinated by Hye-yoon’s concentration. To be more precise, he was beautiful enough to be fascinating. So, with nonexistent courage, he somehow tried to introduce himself. Naturally, Hye-yoon couldn’t be unaware of his pure liking. It was also evident that he wasn’t a strange person.
So, she felt like gently refusing. She was grateful for the favorable view of her.
[Dash] Ugh.It was due to the hand that tightly embraced her right shoulder.
“You’re really good at studying, face-to-face at Korea University…”
I tried to turn my eyes to the right shoulder, but at the same time, I felt a broad chest on my left shoulder. So, when I tried to look left again, a pleasant voice came from above. Eventually, I raised my chin toward the voice.
A face with a watery glow beneath the hat’s brim. A person who lowered her eyes to overlap her gaze with his and then directed her attention to the man across. It was Jiho.
“Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t know you had a boyfriend.”
The embarrassed man bent his waist and turned around. The fact that there was a boyfriend nearby, that the boyfriend seemed to be Jiho at a glance, and that the woman was an actress who had been noisy for a while.
Quick footsteps tried to escape from the confusing thoughts.
Hye-yoon, too, quickly glanced around. Fortunately, people were looking at books rather than their surroundings.
As her heart settled, Jiho’s message from an hour ago came to mind. ‘Shall I come to pick you up?’ I thought it was just a casual remark. My voice, which was already small, whispered even more.
“Wow, how did you come?”
“I was worried, so I came.”
Eyes exchanging welcoming glances as warm as their voices. Among them, Hye-yoon’s eyes turned to the man’s disappearing back in the distance.
Jiho stared at that movement.
“It’s strange. He’s probably much younger than me, but he said I’m pretty… Thank you.”
In the misty eyes and the voice that harmonized well, a gentle breeze carved its path. The hand wrapped around her shoulder tightened.
“Hye-yoon, do you like it?”
“…A little? Hehe. But Jiho, don’t you like it too? If your girlfriend looks pretty to others.”
The gaze that looked at her with affectionate eyes couldn’t provide a straightforward answer. Is there anything good? To the extent that even unfamiliar guys intervene.
Still pondering what answer to give while looking at the twinkling eyes, she decided to make her dislike known without saying no. The master of imagination could puff up even with small pieces thrown at him.
A mischievousness escaped into Hye-yoon’s voice at his tone.
“Ah, then… Should I tell you about the actresses whose numbers I asked for yesterday? To cheer up the writer’s mood?”
“Wow.”
As expected. Flames flickered in the brown eyes that sparkled in an instant. Jiho, suppressing laughter, snatched three books from Hye-yoon. As much as she willingly let her carefully chosen books be taken away, now Hye-yoon’s only interest was one thing.
A sparkling rage was felt in the whispering voice.
“So, did you give them? Were they like dolls again? Who are they? How many? Geez…”
With each cute step following along, small sparks fell smartly.
“Hehe. I can, and you can’t?”
“No, Jiho…”
Then again, a sulk. Where did she learn to express her feelings with her face at every moment? How beautiful is the face that doesn’t casually hide fleeting emotions, one wonders.
Jiho imitated that emotion and raised his eyebrows. Only then did Hye-yoon’s sulkiness reach him in a trickle.
“Why would you compare yourself with an ugly person who gets attention unexpectedly and an attractive person who gets attention every day?”
An uneasy feeling was contained in the pouting lips that popped out. Jiho’s hand playfully poked her lips without a chance to block. As expected, unstoppable sincerity accompanied it.
“What ugly person is so pretty?”
Seeing the overflowing affection in his eyes, her sulking heart instantly melted. Awkward Hye-yoon playfully wrinkled her nose. A smile had crept onto her lips unnoticed.
Without waiting for who would say it first, they held hands and explored the bookstore. She was worried that Jiho, who had been tormented by alcohol all night, would be worried. The worry was easily transferred to this moment.
“But can we wander around like this?”
“Yes. Why not?”
“Well… That’s true.”
“Yeah. I’m going to have a date with my girlfriend.”
Turning worries into happiness was his habit, as always.
Jiho was on his way back from finishing his workout just now. When he had no schedule, he exercised for about three hours a day, and on days with work, he tried to find an hour. Recently, he hadn’t even had time for that due to traveling between Seoul and Busan.
He resumed exercising after a month. The immediate results were clear even to the eyes of the person next to him. Hye-yoon’s eyes sneakily glanced at Jiho’s body. The chest muscles visible under the coat created firm curves.
“Jiho, but…”
“Yeah?”
“Gradually… Your body seems to be getting better.”
Then she began to gaze at his chest more intensely. In just a few days, the improved body became mysterious, and she was entranced without even realizing it. Jiho smirked at her open and cute gaze.
Letting it be quiet, she suddenly trembled at some point. Her eyeballs rolled round and round. Now she realized. At the moment when she wondered how to get out of this situation, Hye-yoon, who had caught any book at random, was in it.
“Oh! This book looks really interesting.”
“Lawyer’s Civil Law?”
“Ah…”
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!”
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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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