Somin, who became more sensitive, couldn’t coolly explain the situation, but the oblivious Byeongjoon continued to ask her various questions.
“No, it’s okay now. Do you know anyone who recognizes Ms. Choi Miju’s face?”
“Why Ms. Choi Miju’s face?”
“Because Ms. Choi Miju’s face hasn’t been exposed yet. She hasn’t even released a picture from the master’s house.”
“But why?”
“There’s something called the right of publicity.”
“She’s not a famous person; why talk about the right of publicity…”
Now that Byeongjoon finally understood how the situation was unfolding, Somin explained continuously, as if she were teaching him.
“Exposing the face due to simple curiosity is illegal. I confirmed it with our lawyer just now.”
“How much trouble can arise, and up to what point can it be publicly disclosed? Explain it well.”
“Oh, I don’t know. Anyway, exposing the face like this can cause legal issues. That’s what I heard.”
Reporter Yu and I consulted with a lawyer after parting ways, hearing difficult legal terms and precedents. However, the exact details merely passed by Somin’s ears, and one thing was clear—there would be problems if the photo were to be disclosed.
“When I said I would introduce a reporter, you mentioned that Somin knows a good reporter. If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have met someone I know.”
“Oh, what’s different about that reporter? Just wait. Since I’ve taken charge, I’ll figure something out.”
Though Somin didn’t have a specific solution in mind, she confidently asserted herself to Byeongjoon, just as Reporter Yu did.
“Yeah, I like someone with a sense of style. Somin, try to make it good.”
Under Byeongjoon’s praise for having style, Somin’s mood, which was somewhat tense, seemed to loosen a bit.
‘Come to think of it, men from Taehan Foundation are subtly sweet. They seem to know how to compliment to uplift someone’s mood.’
Though trailing far behind Siyun in status and wealth, Byeongjoon, being a person from Taehan Foundation, felt somewhat attractive. Perhaps that’s why Somin’s voice in dealing with Byeongjoon became a bit more amiable.
“I said I would reveal it without dragging it out, so wait.”
“Sure. Let’s trust each other.”
Byeongjoon bid farewell to Somin in a flattering tone and hung up.
‘Us? Trust each other?’
It was nothing special, but for some reason, Somin’s heart pounded.
‘Ha, how old was Master? His ex-wife was the daughter of the ruling party leader…’
Somin quickly took out her phone and searched for articles. After flipping through many pages, she found articles and photos of Byeongjoon’s marriage.
‘But there’s a marriage article, but no divorce article. I wonder why they divorced.’
Somin delved into the search again. However, why Byeongjoon got divorced didn’t come up.
‘It seems like they blocked the press. Is it because Taehan Foundation blocked it, or did the woman’s family block it?’
Curiosity arose like a chain reaction.
‘Am I crazy? Why am I curious about this?’
As if realizing she was being absurd, Somin turned off her phone screen, humming to herself.
Reporter Yu came to Siyun’s office.
While Yu, whose eyes twinkled like searching for prey, sat at the conference table, Siyun, still seated at his office desk, casually dealt with Reporter Yu.
“I don’t think it’s worth taking on a small media reporter like me.”
Siyoon finally stood up, holding his coffee cup, and came over to the sofa table where Reporter Yu was sitting. It was a relaxed gesture as if inviting him to speak.
How long can Siyoon feign composure? As if to wait and see, Reporter Yu also began the conversation, putting effort into his voice.
“A Taehan Foundation article with an embargo until tomorrow.”
Reporter Yu took out a tablet from his bag and placed it on the table. However, Siyoon, seemingly uninterested in reading the article, only raised his coffee cup.
“I heard she’s a gentle person.”
“Isn’t she? It’s disappointing that it doesn’t meet expectations.”
Siyoon, as if to say he didn’t care about Reporter Yu’s evaluation, spoke, and Reporter Yu, not wanting to be swayed by Siyoon’s momentum, tried hard to resist.
“Take a look.”
“Do I really need to read it? I can guess what it’s about.”
Thinking that he would eagerly take the bait, Reporter Yu seemed more unsettled when Siyoon didn’t react at all.
“Isn’t it obvious? Seeing that you came to me directly, is it a follow-up report from the last article? Or is it an in-depth report? Just a sensational article with a grand name like that?”
“Ha. Just that. Yes, you’re right. A follow-up report. But for a journalist, cross-checking for accuracy is necessary. For the protection of the subject and to move forward, we need to confirm.”
“Are you saying you will protect our foundation and me?”
Siyoon laughed as if mocking, a hollow laughter.
“Anyway, it’s news related to Taehan Foundation. We can’t release an article just relying on the informant’s words. We need to hear Taehan’s opinion, so take a look.”
Reporter Yu pushed the tablet back in front of Siyoon. Finally, Siyoon picked up the article.
The headline was provocative.
It was a title aimed at tarnishing the integrity of Director Kim and Siyoon as educators. Moreover, the two exclamation marks hinted at the sensationalism of the article.
“The headline is quite interesting. Traffic will surely increase.”
No matter how relaxed I pretend to be, will I still be as relaxed after reading the article to the end? Even after finishing reading, Yu Reporter scrutinized Siyoon’s handsome face for a while, examining changes in his expression.
A wrinkle appeared on Siyoon’s forehead for a moment.
‘What part did he read to make that expression?’
But soon, as if regaining composure, the corner of Siyoon’s mouth rose slightly.
Reading through quickly as if scanning, Siyoon put down the article and smiled coolly for a moment.
“A man? Miss Miju met a man? Are you asking me to believe that based on this article alone?”
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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