“It’s an honor to be invited.”
“Not at all. We are the ones who are honored to have you at our home.”
Han Seung Yoon’s father, Congressman Han Ji Chang, warmly greeted them along with his wife Jeon Soo Kyung.
Standing behind them, Seung Yoon also squinted his eyes upon seeing Eun Chae.
“I heard you were sick, are you okay now?”
Eun Chae, who had been looking down at his outstretched hand, accepted the handshake and answered quietly.
“Yes. Thanks to your concerns.”
It was a perfect harmony. Chairman Song, who was watching them with pleasure, nodded his head as if he was full just by watching them.
While following Mr. and Mrs. Han Ji Chang to the kitchen, Eun Chae sat down at the table with the faint smile she had managed to wear, vanished.
It was a lavish table set with the guests in mind, and the housekeepers were still busily moving the dishes around.
Chairman Song, who handed his jacket to the secretary, laughed heartily.
“I heard you are opening a golf resort subsidiary this time.”
Soo Kyung, sitting across from him, abruptly asked Chairman Song’s question, as if she had been waiting for it.
“Yes. My younger brother only traveled overseas for business, and there wasn’t a place for him in Korea, so he created a job here. Ha ha.”
“Tax issues, or finding a place, there is no place more convenient to start a business than here. In case of a golf course, the location should be good. I have a few plots of land I’ve been considering to build on.”
“I trust Chairman Song’s judgement implicitly. After all, we are to become inlaws.”
Soo Kyung’s maternal family runs a hotel business in the United States. The fact that her brother is also interested in business in Korea is a wellknown fact to those who should know. The connection with Chairman Song of the Diwon Group, which rose to be the largest construction company in Korea in a short period of time, was a natural picture.
Congressman Han Ji Chang was full even without eating, now that he had the sturdy backing of Diwon Group in addition to his powerful inlaws.
“But, Miss Eun Chae looks very uncomfortable. Did we invite you too soon while you’re still sick?”
As Soo Kyung asked, Eun Chae, who was fiddling with the food, lifted her head and smiled at her lips.
“I’m sorry. I still have a bit of anemia left.”
“Oh, I see.”
“I’m really sorry for making the engagement party that way because of me.”
“That’s all for Miss Eun Chae, don’t worry about it.”
“Eun Chae has been falling down every winter since she was young. So now when winter comes, we just let it slide.”
At Chairman Song’s playful remark, Chairman Han laughed pleasantly and looked at Eun Chae.
“Miss Eun Chae, you’re almost graduated, right? Your major is… Viola?”
“Yes.”
“I heard recently that the first Korean violist joined the Berlin Orchestra. Is it your goal to advance overseas?”
“I’m not thinking about that much. My skills are insufficient.”
“Modesty. I see. It would be impossible to do such a thing after marriage anyway. I really want to go to your graduation concert.”
Eun Chae responded with a broad smile and a sip of water.
After finishing the meal, she made an excuse to go see the garden and went outside. The garden, decorated according to Soo Kyung’s taste, remained green even in winter because of the pine trees.
Feeling somewhat relieved, Eun Chae carefully observed a water droplet that had settled on a pine needle.
As she looked up at the sky, raindrops began to fall. She needed to go back inside, but she hesitated, not wanting to be part of the crowd.
Crunch.
At that moment, the sound of stepping on fallen leaves rang out.
Surprised, Eun Chae turned around to see Seung Yoon standing with an umbrella. He twisted his firmly closed lips.
“I might be able to fool my father and mother, but not you.”
“…….”
“You’re lying about being sick, aren’t you?”
“You wouldn’t believe anything I say anyway.”
“You’re shameless. At least pretend to like this marriage. It’s annoying because it gets in the way.”
Annoyed, Seung Yoon clicked his tongue, took a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. His cheeks hollowed out as he exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.
“Didn’t I explain it clearly then? Since we’re going to do it anyway, let’s do it peacefully.”
“Excuse me. Mr. Han Seung Yoon.”
“Why would you do that when you don’t even believe? Is your current situation any different from your situation after marriage?”
Se Ah.
The rain got heavier. Eun Chae was wet in the pouring rain.
Suited with an umbrella, Seung Yoon lowered his gaze with Eun Chae’s hand.
“They say even worms have the talent to roll. You seem to be pretty good with musical instruments? I’m going to the graduation concert, so ruin it if you don’t like me going there. Just like the engagement party.”
At the sarcastic voice, Eun Chae turned her head to the side and giggled. It was funny to find out that the ruined engagement party was quite an annoying act to him.
“That’s true. I’ll ruin my performance if you don’t like listening to it.”
“What?”
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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