“I wish Woo-jin would start eating well, sleeping well, and going out more if he likes that girl. It would ease my husband’s guilt…”
Yeonseo slid onto her husband’s lap and whispered softly.
“I don’t worry about that anymore. I get along well with Woo-jin.”
Ji-hyun wrapped his arm around her waist and smiled.
“It’s lessened, but not completely gone.”
“It can’t be completely gone. And it shouldn’t be.”
“Why did we fight? You always say you don’t remember. Woo-jin missing the college entrance exam that day wasn’t your fault. That’s what I think.”
Yeonseo hugged her husband’s neck and kissed him.
Woo-jin’s father and Ji-hyun’s uncle, Seol Min-won, fell in love with a Russian-Indian mixed-race woman during his studies abroad, dropping out of school and eloping.
However, a year into their elopement, faced with financial struggles and cultural differences, he surrendered to his father and returned to Korea with young Woo-jin.
Woo-jin, with his doll-like unique appearance and intelligence, was often disregarded and ridiculed for being mixed-race by relatives and friends.
Grandfather was particularly ashamed that his grandson was born to a woman of unknown lineage, only taking the eldest grandson to public events.
This discrimination created a rift between Woo-jin’s father and uncle, and between Ji-hyun and Woo-jin.
On the day of the college entrance exam, Woo-jin didn’t go to the test site and instead went to an internet café.
Upon learning the incident belatedly, Woo-jin’s uncle rushed to find him, but a fire had broken out in the commercial building.
It was later said that a security guard mistakenly lowered the emergency exit shutter instead of raising it, exacerbating the damage.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, Woo-jin was found without any burns.
He had inhaled a lot of smoke, damaging his throat and bronchi, but it wasn’t life-threatening.
However, his uncle, who had gone to find him, couldn’t escape the building and died of asphyxiation.
Woo-jin, who had been unconscious for nearly a month on a respirator, was deeply shocked to learn that his father had died trying to find him.
Was it the shock that caused it? Soon after regaining consciousness, he started to develop a fever again. The doctors suggested preparing for the worst.
Chairman Seol believed he was being punished for treating his son and grandson as non-existent, thinking that now God wanted to take his grandson too.
He had treated a perfectly alive child as dead for so long, so he felt it was only natural for God to take him away. At that moment, he knelt and made a vow before God.
If only his grandson could be saved, he wouldn’t blame anyone for his son’s death.
He promised to hold annual memorial services for the victims and to provide material support without stint.
He also deeply repented before God for considering his younger grandson a disgrace.
Perhaps his vow and repentance were accepted, as Woo-jin started to recover, his fever subsided, and his twisted body began to normalize.
However, as a trade-off for sparing his life, God took his eyesight.
But Chairman Seol did not forget his vow.
He gratefully refrained from blaming anyone involved in the fire, consistently holding memorial services and donations.
Thanks to Chairman Seol’s and Ji-hyun’s efforts, Woo-jin, who had been like a blind beast confined to his room for two years, began to come back to life as he learned Braille.
Seeing the child revive through reading and writing, Ji-hyun convinced his grandfather to set up a large publishing house and bookstore, investing in a web novel content platform to make Woo-jin’s writings accessible to as many people as possible.
He also donated to organizations training Braille translators and employed Braille translators in the publishing house to start publishing Braille books in earnest.
These unseen efforts shaped the current Woo-jin. Chairman Seol, who initially pushed Ji-hyun to take over the hotel after completing his MBA in the U.S., now left him to his own devices.
Forgetting it was the library’s closing day, Soo-young stood in front of the locked doors, gazing quietly at the sky. Oh, really.
She felt at a loss about where to go. Time would be wasted going back and forth to a bookstore before work, and heading straight to work seemed too early.
The thought of spending time in a café alone, ordering a drink, also felt awkward.
After glancing at her phone, she resignedly turned away.
Arriving an hour and ten minutes early for work, she wondered if the sensitive homeowner would be annoyed. After lingering outside for about ten minutes, Soo-young eventually couldn’t bear it and cautiously entered the security code to go inside.
Expecting utter silence, she paused at the entrance when she heard thumping and panting sounds from somewhere. What’s that sound…
Without even thinking to put on slippers, Soo-young tiptoed towards the small room where the sounds were coming from, soon standing agape at the sight before her.
Woo-jin was running frantically on the treadmill, shirtless.
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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