‘Who is he?’
A goodlooking man she didn’t even know by name.
In her life, there had been no handsome men other than Gibnen, and even if she had passed by them briefly, she would not have forgotten such a face.
As Riley was tilting her head, the man grinned at her.
“I’m a bit late, honey.”
Wh, what?
Bombarded by the statement, Riley floundered like a fish waiting for food. Seeing this, the man turned his head to address the couple that had been complaining.
“Is there a problem with my girlfriend?”
The man’s words caused the other man’s mouth to clamp shut.
A fierce look, a fierce appearance.
A chill emanated from his face, giving off a sharp aura. It was wild, incongruent with his elegant attire. An odd thing. Despite his pretty face, the fierceness of his eyes made the man slowly avert his gaze, soon turning away.
“There are always such jerks everywhere.”
Once the couple disappeared, Riley looked up at the handsome man.
‘Really, who is he?’
For Riley, the only person she could possibly consider a boyfriend, even by name, was Gibnen Lianster, her ‘betrothed’ partner by contract.
Yet this unknown handsome stranger confidently proclaimed himself as her ‘boyfriend’ and draped his arm around her shoulder.
Who are you? Just as the question was about to burst forth, the couple who had been complaining retreated with a yell, having lost their reason to complain. ‘Eating alone’ had been their focus, so it made sense for them to return to their original place.
But what was funny was that the selfproclaimed ‘boyfriend,’ the mysterious man, naturally took a seat across from her.
“What are you looking at?”
The man, brazenly asking the question, chuckled as he propped his chin.
“You should at least buy me dinner for helping you out?”
“……Ah.”
Yes, though the situation was quite surprising and had momentarily stalled her thoughts, this man had undoubtedly saved Riley from a tight spot. He was the hero of getting rid of the obnoxious couple.
You pretended to be my boyfriend! Finally understanding the situation, Riley smiled and nodded.
“Thank you.”
“You’re buying the food. You’re not trying to take advantage of me, are you?”
“No way, I’ll pay for it.”
“You’re easy to talk to. When you were just gaping with your mouth open, I thought you were some dumb fish that doesn’t understand words.”
“Fi, fish?”
“Yeah, those lips sticking out, looking stupid.”
“Ah, yes…….”
He seemed to have rhetoric as unpleasant as Arpeggio’s.
One difference might be a slightly lower tension? While Arpeggio always seemed angry, the man before her was truly cold and chilly. Like red and blue flames, similar yet different.
“Since you’re paying, I’ll order whatever I want.”
“Ah? Yes, as much as you like.”
No sooner had he answered than the man ordered more from the menu. Assuming that ‘Riley’ would pay, he ordered three items. Of course, Riley’s wallet was wellstocked with the allowance that Saki had provided, so there was nothing to worry about.
“If those brats keep picking fights, don’t just stand there like an idiot and report it.”
“To whom should I report it?”
“The student council.”
“What happens then?”
“They’ll get some kind of penalty or something.”
“Is that bad?”
“If they accumulate 20 penalty points, they get expelled. No one wants to leave without obtaining a degree from the academic institution they worked hard to enter.”
Ah, then I should have reported the ones who took our seats earlier.
Riley resolved to report them if they tried to take her seat again next time.
“Don’t go around acting like a clueless freshman and inviting this sort of treatment.”
“Is it that obvious?”
“Yes. Even from behind, you look like a freshman.”
“Because I am a freshman.”
“Carry yourself with more cunning. I’m not your dupe, so don’t go advertising it.”
“You’re not a freshman?”
“Do I look like a freshman to you?”
“No, you look like an upperclassman. Are you an upperclassman?”
“Can’t you tell?”
The food the man had ordered arrived, filling the table. Despite his unpleasant words, the man ate with great elegance.
“Magnificent.”
Some people exude grace in everything they do.
The man before her may have been unpleasant in speech, but his dining manners revealed a wellbred upbringing.
Well, he must be a nobleman. There were hardly any commoners here, and the few outsiders were mostly nobles.
“What are you looking at?”
“Just that you look cool when you eat.”
Though she spoke without hidden meaning, the man frowned.
“Don’t play games.”
“I’m not playing games?”
“Then eat your food, and stop staring at my face.”
“Yes.”
Riley and the nameless man enjoyed their meal in silence.
The man got up after finishing his food. As he turned to leave, he glanced back at Riley.
“Keep your wits about you, okay?”
“?”
“Don’t be so naive that you end up in ridiculous fights.”
He left, clicking his tongue.
Staring blankly, Riley touched her face with an awkward smile.
“Is it that obvious?”
(This is a time divider.)
“You do stand out. And you don’t know that?”
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!”
——
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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