Da Jeong took a deep breath and spread out the dress in front of her.
It reached down to her knees, and the H-line wine dress had the brand logo intricately embroidered on the skirt and sleeves.
“It’s beautiful…”
Just looking at it made her heart race.
Da Jeong walked over to the large vanity located on one side of the wall. She held the dress up to her shoulders and examined herself in the mirror. The white fabric seemed to complement her fair skin quite well.
She quickly removed the clothes she was wearing. She slid her legs into the dress and pulled it up, feeling the soft lining caressing the inside of her thighs.
Considering that she didn’t know the size, it was surprising how perfectly it fit her. The waist was snug, and the shoulder width was just right.
Da Jeong reached behind and pulled up the zipper. It was a bit challenging to zip it all the way up, and the last few inches seemed reluctant to close.
She struggled with both hands, and at that moment, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror.
Simultaneously, her hands, which had been busy, came to a sudden stop.
“It’s… different than I thought…”
Contrary to the pretty first impression, the dress had a somewhat daring aspect to it.
The waistline was well-defined, accentuating the curves of her upper body, and the neckline was quite deep.
It had a design that evoked thoughts of a gala or a luxury showroom. It was a style she had never worn in her life.
With a somewhat awkward feeling, Da Jeong swept away the hem of the dress. She couldn’t go out, and she couldn’t change back into her previous clothes. While in this dilemma, a soft knock sounded in her ears.
“Uh…”
Da Jeong replied with a thin voice.
“If you need an escort, I’ll go in.”
“Oh, no, an escort…”
The tone of the voice seemed to thoroughly examine her, as if she was looking at her helpless figure. Da Jeong glanced at herself in the mirror one last time and then slowly headed to the door.
As she opened the door slowly, she met Tae Sang, who was standing there. For a moment, his pitch-black pupils trembled lightly.
“Well, how does it look?”
Her voice, unable to conceal her nervousness, echoed quietly in the living room.
Tae Sang looked at Da Jeong with unreserved admiration. His deep and intense gaze left marks all over her fair skin.
A waist that appeared tiny, shoulders that shimmered in the light. The lines were so painfully beautiful that they dazzled the eyes.
“It suits you well.”
“Really…?”
“Yes, much better than I thought.”
“I’ll wear it well.”
“In that case, you should wear it well.”
“What?”
As Da Jeong moved to the side, Tae Sang walked gracefully behind her. He raised his hand to her shoulder height and gently brushed aside her long hair, letting it fall to one side.
A cool breeze washed over her back as it was revealed.
Ziiip.
As his fingers touched her, the slightly open zipper smoothly went up. At the same time, the slightly askew neckline was neatly arranged.
Tae Sang, zipping up her dress. The cream-colored dress with a deep neckline. Her long hair was swept to one side, cascading down the front. The shoulder strap was of a slightly thicker design.
“Oh…”
Da Jeong let out a small, admiring sigh and shook her head slightly.
I’ve translated the passage into English while keeping the guidelines in mind:
“I didn’t even realize how long I’d been staring into the mirror. But he noticed right away that my zipper wasn’t all the way up.
A gentle blush spread across Do Jun’s cheeks at my awkward mistake.
“You look really well-dressed now. …You look beautiful.”
His soft voice echoed faintly from behind. Hearing his ‘beautiful’ in that low voice somehow gave me a tight feeling in my chest.
“T-Thank you.”
I turned to face him and stood there, looking at him.
“Make these kinds of mistakes only in front of me.”
“Oh, I won’t… I mean, not anywhere.”
“You can do it in front of me. I’ll zip it up for you again.”
…”
From the throat to the ears, I could feel the deep redness creeping up. Da Jeong looked away and ran her fingers through her hair for no reason. The swaying black waves cascaded down like a waterfall around her neck.
Tae Sang slowly raised his hand as if entranced by something. He placed his palm on the long, flowing hair and gently pushed it back behind her shoulders.
The hidden nape was exposed once again. The embodiment of boldness and delicacy was etched onto her dark pupils.
“…”
Tae Sang withdrew his hand from Da Jeong’s and clenched it in the air. It was frustrating that the only thing he could hold was empty space.
The closer Da Jeong got, the more she seemed like an elusive mirage.
After searching for a long time, I finally found her. I kept approaching her because I wanted to see her again and again. Now I want to keep her by my side, even to the point of marriage, but I still worry that she might disappear.
Even though I know I hurt you, even though I know I left you there. Will you still stay by my side?
My anxious heart raced wildly. Tae Sang tightly closed his eyes and killed his emotions.
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…
——
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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