She nearly crashed into Kang Woo’s solid chest.
Except for when they went to bed, she had never been this close to him. They had always maintained at least a step of distance.
“Let’s talk about what you said last night.”
Kang Woo pulled Se Ah closer by her shoulder. Without hesitation, her gaze strayed to his intertwining eyes.
She had suggested breaking up the night before, and he shouldn’t have known about the dishonest pounding of her heart. She pushed her back with a cold face.
“Let me go.”
“In case you run away, like last night.”
His calm yet deep voice pricked her heart.
“I won’t, so let me go.”
“Why are you so cruel, you. At least give me a chance to defend myself.”
Only then did Kang Woo release his grip. At the same time, the sharp edge in his words also softened.
“I’m late for work.”
“I’ve already informed Secretary Choi.”
Se Ah was flabbergasted to know that he had delayed his office hours to talk to her.
“Sit on the sofa.”
His gaze followed her persistently until she moved. She reluctantly sat on the sofa.
“What do you want to say?”
There was no response for a long while, so she looked at him. At some point, Kang Woo’s gaze had fixed on her.
“State your conditions. I’ll try to meet them as much as I can.”
Like a business merger, Se Ah laughed scornfully at his cold tone.
“That’s not why I’m doing this.”
“Then why are you doing it?”
Se Ah let out a sigh that had been building up in her chest.
“Why are you trying to hold on to me, Kang Woo?”
“Well.”
Kang Woo opened his mouth, then closed it again.
“It must be a sense of responsibility. Because we’re married.”
“Is there anything more important than that?”
Trusting him to take responsibility with ambiguous emotions was difficult given the desperate situation.
Nam Tae might have already placed a watchdog around himself or Kang Woo. It was only natural that he would pressure her as soon as he noticed the subtle change in Kang Woo’s attitude.
“The fact that we forgot to register our marriage is my mistake, I admit. But.”
“……”
“Does that mean we’re not a couple because we didn’t do that? So don’t act unilaterally.”
“I don’t understand why you’re doing this, Kang Woo. Honestly, it’s surprising. I thought you’d easily agree.”
“I don’t know what you’re expecting from me.”
Kang Woo seemed to lose his patience and began to untie his necktie. Se Ah stared at him intently.
“All I ever wanted from you, Kang Woo, was love. The kind of love that makes me believe you’re always on my side.”
“What?”
Kang Woo’s pitchblack pupils wavered. His crumbling expression felt strange.
Se Ah’s moist gaze gently touched the smooth tip of Kang Woo’s nose.
Looking at the dismayed Kang Woo, Se Ah gave a faint smile.
“But I’ve grown tired of waiting, and I’m going to stop loving you, Kang Woo. That’s enough.”
“You’re driving me crazy.”
Se Ah stood up first, leaving him biting his lips in frustration.
“So, please let me go. That’s my last request.”
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The CI Soft office building was in the middle of Gangnam’s Norunja Street.
This highrise building was occupied this year after a year of remodeling. Like a benchmark of an American IT company, there were a cafe, bakery, fitness club, bookstore, and a small gallery in the lobby.
Kang Woo, who was a prestigious computer science student, has been making profits since he was 21 by selling wellmade apps to large companies. From the age of 25, when he started his business in earnest, he expanded his business and ultimately dominated the mobile game industry.
To do so, he put everything else aside and lived. He was so absorbed in his work from morning to night that he had no energy to care about personal affairs. This was the same after he got married.
Kang Woo, who passed the lobby search desk, took a private elevator to the top floor. Secretary Choi, who has been with CI Soft since its inception, stood up and bowed his head.
“Is there any message to convey?”
“I received a call from Im Min Young’s secretary at GComs. He suggested a meal together in a few days.”
“Yes.”
Entering his office, Kang Woo put his briefcase and jacket in the cabinet.
As he sat down and picked up the approval documents, he sighed. His mind was filled to the brim with business thoughts without a moment for daydreaming.
However, these days, whenever he had a moment, he was lost in thoughts of Se Ah.
Se Ah and I had already been in a noncold war cold war for about ten days. It had been just as long since we started sleeping in separate bedrooms.
I naturally started leaving work early for fear that Se Ah, uncertain in her new situation, might run away. I tried to schedule any external meetings around lunch or in the afternoon.
I had reasons for feeling anxious about her disappearing. Before we got married, Se Ah had told me, after we had accidentally spent the night together, that she might leave.
Even though I tried to talk to her about what happened that night, she didn’t pick up any of my calls. At that point, I was becoming so anxious that I couldn’t focus on my work.
But a week later.
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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