At the club, the hotel café, and now at home – these were the places where Yeong-in encountered Seong-hyuk without any mental preparation.
While the meeting at the club could be passed off as a coincidence, the subsequent encounters couldn’t be. Going to Yeong-in’s home, Seong-hyuk must have considered the possibility of meeting her.
His appearance at the matchmaking appointment instead of Chang-geun was clearly his own choice, and the same went for today. Seong-hyuk wasn’t someone to do things he didn’t want to, even if urged or asked by others. The phrase ‘had no choice’ didn’t suit him.
‘He came to see my brother, not me.’
Yeong-in drew that line. She was determined not to attribute any meaning to his actions.
Regardless of his intentions, she didn’t want to be unsettled any longer. She just hoped for no more disruptions in her daily life.
From the day of their reunion to now, not a single day had been peaceful and calm. Constantly disturbed and agitated, she longed to return to her tranquil routine.
Unaware of the three pairs of eyes fixed on her, Yeong-in stood motionless, her ears catching a sharp, high-pitched voice.
“What are you doing? Not even greeting.”
Focus returned to Yeong-in’s blurry eyes.
Only then did she notice her sister sitting next to Seong-hyuk and her brother opposite them.
“Don’t you know Seong-hyuk?”
Irritation filled Arim’s expression and tone, stemming from her dashed hopes about Yeong-in and Chang-geun’s marriage.
“I went because Mom said it would cause her trouble if I didn’t. I have no intention of marrying.”
Recalling her response to her mother’s question about the matchmaking made her blood boil again.
Why did she act positively about marrying Chang-geun in front of her, only to say something different within an hour?
It was just toying with people’s emotions.
Regardless, she found nothing likable about the whole situation.
“How could you not know? You even had a matchmaking appointment with him.”
Caught off guard by her sister’s words, Yeong-in quickly excused herself.
“Hello. Enjoy your time.”
She greeted and bid farewell in one go, heading upstairs, with Arim’s piercing gaze following her. Arim didn’t stop her, preoccupied with a more pressing matter.
“What does ‘even had a matchmaking appointment’ mean?”
Unlike the anxious Arim, Beom-jun looked indifferent.
“Chang-geun was supposed to meet her, but Seong-hyuk went instead.”
“Why would Seong-hyuk do that?”
“You know how Chang-geun is with women. It must have bothered Seong-hyuk.”
Beom-jun didn’t feel slighted by Seong-hyuk going to the matchmaking without telling him. He was initially surprised but had been more disappointed with Yeong-in for her deception.
“What does that have to do with Seong-hyuk?”
Realizing the person in question was right there, Arim turned sharply to Seong-hyuk.
“Why do you care about Chang-geun’s womanizing?”
Instead of answering, Seong-hyuk counter-asked.
“Why are you curious about this? What does it have to do with you?”
“Brother… why do you talk like that…?”
As tears welled up in Arim’s eyes, Beom-jun quickly intervened.
“Why? Obviously, it’s about me. Yeong-in is practically my sister. It must have been uncomfortable to ignore it, right?”
Unaware of the true nature of Yeong-in and Seong-hyuk’s relationship, Beom-jun sincerely believed this.
“Of course, there couldn’t be any other reason…”
Arim dragged out her words, scrutinizing Seong-hyuk’s expression. She was anxious, wondering if Seong-hyuk had developed an interest in Yeong-in. Knowing that several of Beom-jun’s friends had shown an interest in Yeong-in in the past made Arim even more restless.
“Brother.”
Her tone softened, almost as if she was making amends for her earlier sharp words when calling Seong-hyuk.
“Pay attention to me too. That’s the right thing to do.”
Arim had always felt inferior to Yeong-in. She despised Yeong-in’s pure face, clear voice, delicate figure, and slender jawline. Just looking at Yeong-in’s deep eyes made her irrationally angry.
Arim, who spent millions annually on acne and whitening treatments, was insanely jealous of Yeong-in’s flawless, translucent skin.
Not just the looks, but also their educational backgrounds fueled her sense of inferiority.
The fact that Yeong-in, a year younger, graduated from one of South Korea’s top universities was irritating enough, but the fact that she attended the same university as Seong-hyuk was even more annoying.
She couldn’t stand the fact that the two were alumni. When Seong-hyuk called Yeong-in a junior, Arim’s words became even more venomous.
“What’s right about that?”
“Chae Beom-jun’s real sister is me, not Yeong-in.”
Seong-hyuk chuckled dismissively.
He knew that Beom-jun and Arim didn’t consider Yeong-in as a sister, but today, for some reason, it particularly irked him.
“Why don’t you have a matchmaking appointment with Chang-geun, then?”
He didn’t care at all if Arim met or married Chang-geun.
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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