Seo Yeon, recalling the plan she had thought of in advance, only took the new product box and got out of the car.
DN Home Shopping 4th floor conference room.
When Hyun Woo appeared with a refreshing smile, Seo Yeon greeted him warmly. Thankfully, he asked first.
“Did Yool take good care of you that day?”
When the name of the man who had driven her to frustration so far came up, Seo Yeon smiled as usual.
“Yes. He drives calmly, just like his personality.”
At Seo Yeon’s words, Hyun Woo nodded as if agreeing.
Thinking the timing was right, Seo Yeon let out the words she had thought of.
“That day, Yool had helped Ho Jin undress. I forgot to return that. So……”
As if to give information about a man named Kwon Yool, or to tell her own contact, Seo Yeon cut off her words.
“Oh, really? I was planning to meet Yool later today because I have something to give him.”
What! Today?
Seo Yeon’s long fingers began to quickly revise the plan she had prepared, tapping on the conference table.
“I was thinking about having dinner with the director today. But that’s going to be difficult.”
“Do you want to have dinner with Yool then? It’s not like we’re strangers.”
She couldn’t show too much enthusiasm. Seo Yeon spoke casually as she took a black tshirt from the box.
“Should we? Well, we know each other after all.”
Outwardly, she nodded lightly as if it was no big deal, but inwardly, she burned with the determination to understand his sincerity.
‘Let’s finish the work first, and think about it again.’
Although Seo Yeon’s mind was filled with him, Kwon Yool was Kwon Yool, and work was work.
Seo Yeon, who couldn’t neglect her duties, began to focus frighteningly on the meeting.
The negotiation for adjusting the items and unit prices that had been well received so far continued for a long time.
Moreover, an unseen battle was fought to insert the newly launched black tshirt of Yoni Black at the end.
Of course, the result was not bad. No, she took the initiative in the direction she wanted.
“Director Han. The meeting ended too late.”
“No, it’s not. It was really meaningful time thanks to you. Thank you for including Yoni Black.”
It was when the fourhour planning meeting was over and she was tidying up.
Hyun Woo’s phone, which was on the table, made a ‘humming’ sound, and Seo Yeon quickly checked the sender.
As if the awaited one had finally come, Seo Yeon, who swallowed dryly, pushed her hair behind her ears and began to focus on the conversation.
“Oh, Yool. Have you arrived?”
At the polite voice of having arrived over the phone, Seo Yeon, who was packing her bag, became even busier.
“I just finished the meeting. Do you want to have dinner with Director Han? Oh, you didn’t bring your car?”
Seo Yeon, without realizing it, was about to raise her hand and shout, ‘Let’s go in my car!’
But with superhuman selfcontrol, he silently rummaged through his bag. Then he quietly placed the car keys where Hyun Woo’s gaze would land.
“Ah. Just a moment.”
Hyun Woo, who had covered his mobile phone with his palm, looked at Seo Yeon.
“Did you happen to bring Chairman Han’s car? My car is in for AS at the center. Yool said he took the subway because it was quitting time.”
“Let’s go in my car.”
When Seo Yeon gave a gentle smile, Hyun Woo happily told her to meet him in the lobby, ending the call.
“Shall we go?”
At Hyun Woo’s words, Seo Yeon straightened her waist and pointed to the parking space she had occupied, saying that she would go ahead.
Then she briskly swept away the dirty garbage in the car and checked her appearance by pulling down the sun visor.
Then she turned her eyes to the shopping bag on the passenger seat.
What should I do with that…
Seo Yeon, who had been lost in thought for a moment, swiftly hid his clothes in the trunk as if they were the wing clothes of a fairy. Just in case, it seemed to vary depending on the situation.
How much time had passed?
Kwon Yool, a tall man over 190cm tall, was coming with his presence.
A hairstyle that slightly revealed his forehead unlike the last time. There, a deep navy shirt and charcoal gray slacks suited him very well.
“Hello.”
The still charming bass voice. As soon as Kwon Yool made eye contact with Seo Yeon, he greeted her with the same modest manner.
Then Seo Yeon lightly waved her hand and let out a smile.
Hyun Woo, who had been following her, had long lost his presence. Because only Kwon Yool was in Seo Yeon’s pupils.
“Get in.”
At Seo Yeon’s words, when Kwon Yool naturally moved to the back seat, sensible Hyun Woo stepped forward.
“Yool. You get in the front. This car’s back seat is so narrow that your legs won’t fit.”
When Kwon Yool made a perplexed face, Seo Yeon naturally pointed to the front seat and signaled him to sit down quickly.
Seo Yeon’s supercar roared with a majestic engine sound and headed for the Japanese restaurant where Hyun Woo regularly went.
Even while speeding up or changing lanes, Seo Yeon’s gaze quickly grazed Kwon Yool’s jawline and shoulder line and passed by.
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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