“Here. Take it.”
“Ah……”
“Hurry. I need to go home.”
It seemed he had no intention of coming in, despite having come uninvited.
He laughed innocently, as if he would obediently go back as soon as he handed over the cake.
Hesitant, Kang eventually accepted the cake box.
“Thank you. I’ll enjoy it.”
“Don’t mention it.”
He responded lightly, stepping back naturally to say goodbye.
“Then, see you at the office.”
“Huh?”
…He was leaving just like that?
His boisterous appearance at the door was now embarrassing because of his simple goodbye.
“Um, wait a minute.”
She inadvertently called him as he was about to leave.
However, as soon as he stopped and turned around, she closed her mouth.
Kang, who was considering how to start the conversation, finally parted her hesitant lips.
“If it’s okay… would you like to have a cup of tea before you leave?”
“……”
He didn’t respond, just looking at her intently.
From the first time she met him, she noticed that he was always slow to react.
And what about his habit of looking at people as if he was trying to see through them, even when he was not asked a difficult question.
When the mutual gaze began to feel a bit heavy, his face relaxed and a faint smile appeared.
“Is it okay?”
“What do you mean?”
Jae Oh, who had walked up to the front door, stood face to face with Kang with only the threshold between them.
Then, as if to cross an invisible line, he stepped forward and said.
“Just.”
“……”
“I just wondered if it’s okay to become friends so quickly.”
Contrary to his words, he confidently entered her space.
She felt the cold dawn wind from the passing man.
The familiar scent stirred memories, and without realizing it, Kang wrinkled her forehead.
She had woken from a nightmare last night and felt his presence, wanting to meet him immediately and question his identity.
But once she regained her senses, reality was clear.
She wasn’t sure what was a dream and what was reality.
Jae Oh’s gaze scanned the interior of the house slowly and meticulously.
The house was generally tidy.
Spacious enough to feel desolate.
She seemed to avoid having any small items other than the necessary, and the only thing that could be called interior decoration was a large black and white frame with Kang’s face in it.
In the frame, Kang was sitting to the left, her head turned, looking straight ahead.
Her hair was natural, flowing with a slight wave, and she was wearing a black turtleneck tee.
In her dark, filled eyes, it seemed as if there was a depth of loneliness.
San stood silently, his arms crossed, carefully examining her in the photograph.
His intense gaze seemed to skim down over her eyes, nose, and lips.
Unknowingly, he had slipped into an appreciative mode, as if looking at a piece of art.
“She’s pretty.”
His whisper, barely audible, was soon scattered into the void like the wind.
From afar, Kang confirmed his intention belatedly.
“Um…… Did I make too abrupt of a request?”
Although it wasn’t the best time to ask, she was driven by her many curiosities.
She had been severely tormented by nightmares because San, who had always appeared, did not.
To her words, he responded nonchalantly.
“No. I was going to come anyway.”
“You were going to come?”
“Yes. I didn’t expect to come this soon though.”
“Why?”
“Let’s just say it was for inspection.”
“……”
“These days, crime doesn’t follow common sense.”
Despite his gentle smile, his words were brutally harsh.
“There’s no guarantee that home is safe.”
For a moment, Kang’s face turned thoughtful, giving San a slight chuckle.
“You don’t need to make such a face.”
“……”
“I’ll make sure you can sleep comfortably from now on.”
At his words, meant to alleviate her worries, her heart throbbed even more than before.
His words reminded her of him in her dreams.
It also occurred to her that the situation San was discussing might signify some other danger than physical reality.
For example, from nightmares.
In fact, she hadn’t invited someone she barely knew for a simple greeting.
However, when she started to ask, she was at a loss for what to ask, how to start the conversation.
For over 20 years, I’ve been having nightmares, and every time you appear in my dreams and hold me, I escape from that dream…… if I ask if there’s a story you want to tell me about this, would you look at me strangely?
If it was a story unrelated to him, it would certainly have been strange, but she could not think of any plausible way to frame it.
That’s why she couldn’t even open her mouth while holding onto San.
Considering what happened last night, all the memories of his existence in her life…… could it have been a fantasy shown by her desperate wish?
With her complicated thoughts, San, who was in front of her, asked.
“May I sit down?”
“Oh, yes.”
Kang nodded her head, and only then did he sit on the sofa.
Wondering what she had done after inviting a guest, she hurried around.
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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