Without responding, Yoonbin continued to watch. Eunsoo, looking embarrassed, tried to withdraw her hand, but Juhan caught it again and they walked side by side out of the lobby.
“Ah, I should’ve called a bit earlier. Let’s go then.”
Yoonbin followed his manager’s gesture and started walking again, then said,
“Manager, I have a favor to ask.”
The first shooting day at Vida began.
Cameras were already set up around the store, and Park PD, along with a new assistant director, were present. Juhan and Eunsoo arrived an hour earlier than the usual staff to prepare for the interview.
“I’ll help you with the mic.”
“Thank you.”
After clipping on their mics, they sat in chairs set up in the middle of the showroom.
“Let’s do a test first.”
Park PD checked the monitor and said,
“Just be natural. No need to be tense. Just speak and act as you usually would.”
“Okay.”
Eunsoo answered clearly but was trembling inside. Being natural was harder than usual given everything that had changed.
‘I’m going to stutter as soon as I say more than “yes”. What should I do?’
Glancing at Juhan, he seemed genuinely unaffected. Even his outfit was his usual beloved work clothes he wore at least once a week.
Unlike Eunsoo, who had struggled with a curling iron since dawn, trying to mimic the professional touch she had received at the last profile shoot, Juhan’s hair looked simply well washed and dried.
“Let’s start shooting!”
The surrounding became quiet, and the sound of the clapperboard echoed.
“Please look at the camera and greet the audience.”
“Hello, I’m Seon Eunsoo, the manager of Vida.”
“Kim Juhan, the owner.”
The interview went smoother and lighter than expected. Eunsoo was able to respond fluidly, thanks to mentally preparing for various questions.
“How did you feel when you were offered to participate?”
“At first, I refused. I believe in keeping work and personal life separate.”
But just whe
So it felt even more daunting to act as a couple, and now Juhan suddenly came out with such a statement, stirring an indescribable sense of betrayal in Eunsoo.
“Ah, haha… what are you saying in front of the camera…”
“Oh, what are you saying? Those are exactly the kind of things you should say in front of the camera.”
The PD laughed, the staff laughed, and even Juhan laughed. Eunsoo, feeling like she couldn’t be the only one not laughing, clenched her teeth and forced a smile.
“We got back together about a year ago.”
“Really… I’m curious about your story.”
“If there’s an opportunity during the shooting, I’ll tell it.”
The hand that reached out as if it was nothing, and the heart that couldn’t be as casual as it should have been.
‘Was this a bad move?’
Heavy regret washed over her. But what was done was done, and the camera was still rolling. Eunsoo focused hard, doing her best to concentrate.
“To wrap up, let’s talk about work. Is there a particular vintage furniture piece or collection that stands out to you?”
Eunsoo slipped her hand out and pointed towards the stairs leading to a section of the showroom.
“The desk in my office on the second floor. It’s from a Danish furniture company called ‘Littiang’, designed by my favorite furniture designer, ‘Marc Madsen’. It’s a rosewood desk made in the mid-1950s, a material that’s now banned from logging, so it’s hard to find…”
Eunsoo passionately described, her eyes sparkling more than at any point since the shooting began. Juhan, watching her from the side, had his expression captured by the camera.
“And what about you, Juhan?”
“I do have affection for everything I’ve picked and brought over in containers to Korea… But if I had to choose one, it would be the same desk Eunsoo just mentioned.”
“Really?”
Responding to the PD’s curious gaze, Juhan casually gestured towards Eunsoo.
“Because she likes it.”
There was a moment of silence. A silence that felt like auditory hallucinations of an unplayed sweet BGM.
“Excuse me, but can we stop for a moment?”
Eunsoo, who had abruptly thrown cold water on the couple-scented atmosphere, stood up from her chair and pulled Juhan’s arm.
“Just a minute, we need to talk. Sorry!”
Eunsoo almost dragged Juhan out of the showroom. He obediently followed like a well-behaved, large pet.
Once they were sure they were alone, Eunsoo snapped at Juhan in a low voice.
“Have you lost your mind? Can’t you keep it moderate?”
“What? What’s the subject?”
“Your lines! I really don’t like your lines. I almost hit you.”
“I didn’t say those lines for you to
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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