Identifying the surging emotions wasn’t difficult at all.
It was what people commonly call jealousy.
Back when he exclusively had Seo Yoon, he never felt the need for such a wasteful emotion, which made him forget the sins of his past.
Although it was pathetic that all his numerous resolutions crumbled just due to jealousy, it was indeed inevitable.
A confession, damn it.
“It would be better for you to keep pretending to be just friends.”
Kang Hyun, after chugging down his drink and slamming the glass onto the table, making a loud noise, had a twisted expression in his eyes.
“Don’t pretend to be a boss and hover around Ji An. Don’t harbor other intentions towards her.”
“What if I refuse?”
“Ji An was so severely injured that her walking around is a miracle. She suffered a lot, both physically and emotionally, and now she’s finally living properly. You’ve already revealed her adoption status to her, who’s lost her memory. Don’t expect anything else. Are you missing your dead lover? Is that why you see her as a substitute for another woman?”
“I have never seen her that way.”
Nor could he.
Was it the alcohol? The composure Kang Hyun usually maintained like a habit had crumbled.
Just uttering that sentence made his chest burn hot, and soon his throat was boiling.
“Kang Hyun, Ji An is naturally affectionate. You seem to be under a massive delusion because she’s kindly offered you her company out of sympathy…”
“The one deluded here is you.”
Unable to say that the one who died in the accident was not his lover but the Ji An that he likes, Kang Hyun straightened his wrinkled collar and closed his mouth.
He didn’t want to be shaken by emotions anymore.
About to ask what he meant, Ha Joon bit his lip as he heard the sliding door move.
“No, executive! You drank again? It’s not even a day off tomorrow.”
“I’m not drunk.”
Ji An, who returned quietly, frowned upon seeing Kang Hyun’s empty glass and the alarmingly high number of bottles at the corner of the table.
“Ha Joon, stop drinking too. Been idle lately? No cases?”
Ji An, hands on hips, scolded like a teacher dealing with a misbehaving student.
“Ji An.”
Ha Joon’s heavy voice made Ji An open her eyes wide in feigned surprise.
“You’re drunk, right? Drunk!”
If he wasn’t drunk, Ha Joon wouldn’t use such a grave tone to call her name.
Slightly cheered by his upbeat tone, Ha Joon smiled faintly.
“No, did you hear from Seon Kyung? We’re going to Busan next week.”
Ha Joon deliberately brought up the travel plans to gauge Kang Hyun’s reaction.
“Yes, I heard. I saw the pictures of the place; it looks good.”
Listening silently to their conversation, Kang Hyun’s eyes twitched. Even though he logically knew that friends going on a trip was normal, he still found it displeasing.
When did he become an unreasonable person, restraining her by his side? He was just not normal.
Nevertheless, he wasn’t mad enough to stop her from going, as before. Swallowing a bitter smile, Kang Hyun ate the salad mechanically, barely tasting it.
Throughout the meal, it felt like swallowing mouthfuls of dirt.
“I ate alone, just me. Ha Joon, could you press the call bell?”
“What do you want to order?”
“Let’s order something for both of you. How about a clear soup? Shall I order, executive?”
Ji An, her cheeks flushed from a few drinks, eagerly sought their consent.
Given that Kang Hyun and Ha Joon had been punishing their empty stomachs with alcohol, it seemed wise to soothe their stomachs with some warm soup and carbohydrates. She also wanted some for herself.
As Ha Joon reached for the call bell, Ji An’s phone rang.
“Huh? Why is the manager calling?”
Seeing Seok Won’s name, who never contacted her personally after work, Ji An looked puzzled, glanced at Kang Hyun, and answered the call.
“Yes, manager…”
[Seok Won] Ji An, are you with the executive?“Yes, what’s up?”
[Seok Won] The executive isn’t answering his phone. Could you pass it to him?“Sure, just a second.”
Perceiving urgency in Seok Won’s usually composed voice, Ji An quickly handed her phone to Kang Hyun.
“Why.”
“The executive isn’t answering his phone.”
Kang Hyun took the phone and checked his pants pocket, finding it empty. His phone must be in his coat hanging on the coat rack.
“Speak.”
[Seok Won] Choi Jun Young wants to talk.“Is that so.”
Kang Hyun answered briefly and rubbed his stiff neck.
The reaction was surprisingly bland for someone who had been awaiting an answer from the man who threatened Ji An.
[Seok Won] Where are you? I’ll come to pick you up.“Cheongna.”
[Seok Won] It’s close, I’ll be there in 10 minutes.After ending the call, Kang Hyun drained a glass of water and picked up his coat.
“Executive?”
“I have urgent business to attend to, so I’ll leave first. Eat if you want. And be moderate with the spicy food.”
Ji An, still a bit dazed, looked up at the tall figure of Kang Hyun and picked up her returned phone.
Was I drunk after just three shots of soju, or was it Kang Hyun?
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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