The sound was akin to a sigh, yet also resembled a groan of pain. Da Jeong set down her teacup and hastily headed towards the guest room.
“Uh, uh-huh.”
The faint noise emanated from seat 1A, where a guest was presumed to be sleeping.
Whether due to acrophobia or a heart condition, the exact cause was unknown, but something distressing was definitely happening.
Da Jeong quickly opened the privacy door. Inside, she saw a young man, eyes tightly shut, sweating profusely.
Seemingly in the grips of a nightmare, he intermittently jerked his head.
“Sir, are you alright?”
“Uh…….”
She called out to him from nearby, but there was no sign of him awakening.
Gently grasping the man’s arm, Da Jeong shook him lightly. He twitched, then slowly lifted his eyelids.
“Haa…….”
Under the soft seat lighting, the man’s brown eyes gradually came into view, still quivering, seemingly not yet freed from the nightmare.
“Are you okay?”
“……Ha, Han Da Jeong?”
“Yes? Yes…….”
Da Jeong nodded, her expression bewildered.
“Is this… a dream?”
“No, I just woke you up. You seemed to be having a severe nightmare.”
Judging the man to still be drowsy, Da Jeong turned on the pin light beside the seat.
His face became more distinct under the soft yellow light.
Light double eyelids, round eyes, clear and clean skin, and a smooth jawline for a man. He had a rather boyish look.
“Shall I bring you some warm tea?”
“…….”
After waiting a bit with no response, Da Jeong instead reached for a bottle of water from the sidebar.
The man took the water, slowly opening his mouth.
“Da Jeong is as kind-hearted as before. Just like the old times.”
“……?”
Initially, she thought he had just read her name tag. But this was the second time he had reacted as if he knew her.
Da Jeong blinked rapidly, sifting through her memory.
Was he a previous passenger? Or someone she had encountered at the company? No matter how hard she thought, nothing came to mind.
With such a striking face, it would have been harder to forget him. As she looked on, puzzled, he smiled lightly and spoke.
“It’s harsh. You’ve forgotten the face of your lifesaver.”
“Ah……!”
A small exclamation escaped her as a forgotten memory unfolded before her eyes.
The door opening, bright light pouring in, a boy running through the flames. Da Jeong stared at him, lips slightly parted.
“Nice to see you. Finally, Han Da Jeong.”
“Uh, crybaby brother?”
“Still calling me that? After failing to recognize me, that’s a bit harsh.”
“Ah, I’m sorry.”
Though she apologized, her twitching lips couldn’t be helped. In Da Jeong’s memory, he had been a pitiful figure, face smeared with tears and snot.
The first and last time she met him was on the day Yeong Jin participated in the piano concerto. Feeling secretly envious of the attention her parents gave to Yeong Jin, Da Jeong sneaked out of the concert hall.
Back then, her only thought was to give her parents a scare; she never dreamed such an accident would happen.
The door firmly closed, flames rising higher. When the terrifying thought of actually dying there hit her, the only solace was the brother trapped with her.
The kind-hearted boy who reassured her that they could escape. But in the end, he ran away alone, leaving her behind. When she woke up, the one by her side was the tear-streaked, sobbing brother.
“I’ve wanted to see you again.”
“Me too.”
His smile turned his eyes into gentle crescents, resembling a fox that follows people well.
Da Jeong stood upright and bowed her head gracefully.
“I was really grateful back then. I always felt bad that I couldn’t properly thank you.”
“Why are you so formal? Aren’t you glad to see me?”
“Of course, I am. But… I’m not in a situation to do so right now.”
Da Jeong whispered, glancing around.
“Hmm… Is that so?”
His eyebrows shot up, his expression not entirely understanding, but he didn’t press further and leaned back in the seat, nodding lightly.
Lately, Da Jeong had been receiving unkind looks from those around her.
Rumors ranged from her seducing male passengers to becoming a flight attendant to change her fate. The rumors started when Tae Sang boarded as a passenger.
That day, Da Jeong approached Tae Sang to thank him, a gesture blown out of proportion by a junior colleague who spread the story.
Now, even a simple conversation with a male passenger attracted scrutinizing stares, becoming part of Da Jeong’s daily life.
While she discreetly surveyed her surroundings, the curtain dividing the cabin opened.
Da Jeong quickly stepped back and stood at attention. He then sat up quickly and whispered softly.
“I’ll wait for you at Nero Cafe on the third floor of the airport. Come there.”
Before Da Jeong could respond, he hurriedly added.
“You still don’t know my name, do you?”
“Yes…? Yes.”
“Cha Su Bin. Not crybaby brother, but Su Bin brother.”
“Su Bin… brother.”
Da Jeong repeated his name in a daze, and Su Bin laughed heartily, waving his hand as if to tell her to go quickly.
“Good work today.”
“Thank you. You too, Da Jeong.”
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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