“If your heart is so good that you might die from liking, and I like it enough to be indifferent, don’t be too embarrassed.”
“…Your comfort is really weird.”
“Not comfort. It’s sincere.”
“…”
“I might die from liking it, and I’m so busy getting used to my strange and furious unfamiliar appearance. This is how I’ve been lately, that’s all.”
The deep, serious tone that had settled in unnoticed stirred ripples in the night air where only the sound of crickets twinkled.
“So, don’t keep making me want more.”
“…”
“Because of you, I’m scared of how far I might go.”
“…What desire?”
“You.”
The man, who concluded with a single word whose meaning was unknown, carefully lifted the thin body nestled within him.
Matching his gaze as if reassuring, he slowly lowered his head and tenderly pressed his lips against Yoo In’s red lips.
Then, playing with Ki Yeon’s small nostrils, playfully rubbing them against his small nose, he spoke.
“Don’t go anywhere. Stay close to me. Look only at me, feel only me.”
The voice that softly spilled out from close by stimulated the strange confidence that had been held back.
Could he have deliberately created such a situation? To look into my heart and make me confess. If it’s this man, he might casually devise such a plan.
Yoo In, who had been weakly trapped by Ki Yeon’s attack, bit the ticklish area he had touched and released a clear moan.
“Don’t go anywhere. Just stay by my side. Look only at me, feel only me.”
Simple but not brief, as a commitment towards him was being formed, her fingertips holding onto his arm tightened as if taking a solemn oath.
At that moment, instead of responding, Ki Yeon, with a slick smile and a twinkling eye, answered Yoo In’s small courage with a sweet kiss on her forehead.
Yoo In held her breath to avoid revealing her trembling breath, but when he seemed to be distancing himself, she lifted her eyelids.
The neat facial features nearby, seemingly to be visible at a glance, gazed down at Yoo In with a warm affection.
“What are you doing tomorrow, our puppy?”
“Tomorrow… I don’t know.”
Answering the sudden question honestly, Ki Yeon smiled faintly, grabbed the hand on her waist, put a ring on it, and led her forward.
Now, it was an action that clearly indicated the time to part.
“Well, how about doing what we didn’t do today tomorrow? How about that?”
“Aren’t you busy tomorrow?”
“No matter how busy I am, I have to make time. To comfort my upset lover.”
“…I’m not upset. Oh, by the way, did you resolve that urgent matter from earlier?”
Momentarily curious, when she asked the question, Ki Yeon, who had slightly stiffened his face, twitched one eyebrow and simply nodded.
In the sudden energy, the comfortably beating heart within Yoo In turned abruptly as if caught on a rock.
Ki Yeon quickly changed the subject.
“Let’s have lunch together tomorrow. What do you want to eat? Oh, we need something that will relieve a hangover.”
As usual, Yoo In, with a smile on her lips and a distinctive glint in her eyes, gazed attentively, and after a while, instead of asking again, she played along.
“I’ve already finished all the alcohol. There’s no alcohol left to relieve.”
“Yeah. Let’s assume that’s the case. So, what would you like to eat?”
“Um. I don’t have anything in mind. Isadan, choose whatever you want.”
The man, who tilted his head crookedly to make his posture look rebellious, smiled and lightly kissed her.
Then, he reflexively rolled up his lips and pushed open the door with Yoo In’s back as the entrance. See you tomorrow, he said, along with a fresh farewell.
Yoo In shook her hand, pressing the tender flesh with a lingering warmth, half-turned, disappointedly extended her arms.
Then, like a person who had been guarding that spot for a long time, the standing man turned his very charming smile.
“Ah…”
The mending of the disconnection seemed not to have ended yesterday. Yoo In sighed disappointedly, her arms that had tied up her long hair sagging.
Even without seeing it, a regretful sigh that conveyed her emotions was transmitted to the man on the other side through the communication device.
Ki Yeon called her with a slightly awkward tone.
Um, Yoo In.
Even after calling her, he seemed to have nothing more to say, so he didn’t continue.
It was natural because the man who said he would buy her anything she wanted canceled again, 30 minutes before the agreed-upon time.
The “urgent matter” of propriety did not properly come to an end; it was none other than work-related issues at the company. So, Yoo In couldn’t help but let the gloomy and bitter rain of sadness flow freely within her.
Moreover, as she thought of him hesitatingly avoiding the topic, staring at the speakerphone connected to the call screen, Yoo In decided to take the initiative and offer her resignation.
“Okay. Let’s see each other next time.”
Yoo In.
“I’m fine, so don’t worry about me. Go ahead with your work. I’ll hang up now.”
Not wanting to reveal a more childish and hurtful appearance, Yoo In quickly pressed the end button when suddenly Nam Yoo In called out.
“Yes?”
Well, since I’m already sorry, can I ask for something even more sorry?
“What is it?”
What could be more sorry than this? It was when Yoo In, who was wearing a dress, was about to unzip it at the planned events that were already settled but disrupted.
Yoo In, would you come to my office? If I see your face, I’ll feel more energetic and might finish work quickly to go on a date.
“To your office…?”
Yeah. Is it okay?
Naturally, she should have immediately rejected the idea as she was still uncomfortable stepping into that company. However, for some reason, she didn’t readily refuse. The desire to see Ki Yeon, which made it difficult to resist, summoned a flood that couldn’t be refused.
Oh, what should I do? Biting her lips thoughtfully, Yoo In, with her eyes tightly closed, pulled up the zipper of the dress she had been fidgeting with all along.
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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