Her face, pale and drained of color, was quite a sight. Even the peachy flush on her white skin was notably charming.
Her tightly clenched hands trembling slightly also caught his fancy.
For a brief moment, he wondered what she’d look like on a bed.
Stuffing all the worries of the world into that frail body, what face would she make?
Her name was Seo Ye-eun.
A name that subtly stirred his sadistic desires.
“Seo Ye-eun…”
He murmured her name quietly and chuckled, pulling his gaze back from the window.
“Director.”
Kim Jung-ju, the driver, suddenly turned back to call him, presenting a troubled expression while handing him his work phone.
“It’s the chairman.”
The chairman.
Do-ha let out a bitter smile and picked up his tablet.
“Decline it.”
Who else in Hanju Group would dare to decline a call from Chairman Cha Ji-seop? Probably only Do-ha.
Ignoring the persistently vibrating phone, he opened the tablet to display the business plans for the first quarter of next year for various subsidiaries.
Manager Kim made a distressed face.
“But, shouldn’t you at least report on the renewal event to the chairman?”
Do-ha, without lifting his eyes, asked casually.
“Do you really think it’s just about the renewal event?”
The reason Chairman Cha Ji-seop called was obvious.
The report was just an excuse; the real intention lay elsewhere.
“Our chairman wants to hear a specific answer from me. I don’t want to give it. Just drive. The signal changed.”
At his cool response, Manager Kim seemed to understand and put away the phone.
At that moment, the phone rang again.
This time, it was Manager Kim’s phone.
Do-ha’s brows furrowed in irritation, putting down the tablet.
“Old man.”
The chairman would probably pester Kim Jung-ju until Do-ha answered the phone.
“Turn it on.”
As soon as Do-ha gave his permission, Manager Kim Jung-ju quickly turned on the speakerphone.
“Why are you harassing a working man?”
Your aunt chose a pretty girl for you, why are you being stubborn?
Ignoring Do-ha’s remarks, Chairman Cha Ji-seop continued with his own.
Why? Should I attach someone prettier for you?
Chairman Cha’s direct words made Do-ha’s face turn cold.
You got the pretty girl you wanted, now set a date for the blind date with the second heir of ST Group.
In the end, the image training was just a pretext.
That woman was nothing more than bait to turn him into Hanju’s puppet.
And she was a very pretty bait at that.
Seven months ago, his grandfather, Chairman Cha Ji-seop, came to the United States to meet him.
Using it for Hanju.
As if anyone cared about such nonsense.
Do-ha didn’t even bother to hide his disdain.
But Chairman Cha added something Do-ha couldn’t refuse.
[Your brother is taking care of the mess your dead father left. Shouldn’t you help your brother?] [That’s not what I asked for.]
This is why he hated conversations like this.
Mixing up the past and present like this.
So he retorted more sarcastically.
[Should I be the only one grateful? Your son made a mess, and your grandson is cleaning it up. You should be grateful too.]A brief silence ensued between them.
However, Chairman Cha, without showing any emotional disturbance, quietly spoke.
[That’s why I entrusted the company to In-woo. So, you should help your brother too. That’s our duty.]Do-ha was annoyed but couldn’t refuse.
[Take charge of the Corporate Strategy Office. We need a hooligan like you to wield a sword instead of your mild brother.]
Hooligan, indeed.
It suited him perfectly.
[And another thing. Lend your good-looking face to Hanju. We need someone like you to change the company’s outdated image.] [A lot of demands. I’m already doing my brotherly duties by taking this job, aren’t I?]But he couldn’t say anything against the following words.
[Lend me your face and I’ll set your mother free.]He couldn’t find any reason to refuse.
Actually, it was something he had been longing for since six years ago.
[I’ll lend you my face, but I won’t take responsibility.]He agreed but wasn’t going to be easily manipulated.
Most importantly, he didn’t want to disrupt the position he had carefully built up to now.
[You know, I’m literally a hooligan. Of course, a different kind than you expect.]Chairman Cha chuckled at his words.
[I know. But when you become the face of Hanju, you have to stop those hooligan acts.]Hooligan Cha Do-ha.
It was an image he had deliberately created over the past six years.
Living a licentious life as a Hanju’s libertine, enjoying freedom and pleasure, he liked his position very much.
At least, as such, he wouldn’t be seen as a threat to In-woo, the heir of Hanju.
Moreover, this image served as a perfect cover and shield for the secretive activities he was involved in.
Thus, he had to remain a hooligan.
A hooligan indulging in women and pleasure.
Therefore, he must continue to be a hooligan.
A hooligan indulging in pleasure beneath women’s skirts.
“Why are you doing this? What am I supposed to do without even that pleasure?”
“Just bring women home.”
“Bring women home, you mean to marry?”
“Marry the second heir of ST Group.”
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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