Three years ago, Hae Joo made a resolution as she left home.
She vowed never to make a poor choice again.
Even after leaving home, Hae Joo, who had no particular skills, had to hop from one parttime job to another. That’s when she caught the eye of Jin Han, the director of GN Entertainment, and Hae Joo’s life took a 180degree turn.
She felt joy through her career as an actress. This ecstatic experience bestowed Hae Joo with fame and fortune.
She could never give up the path of an actress.
Determined that this could not end as a onenight dream, she fostered a strong resolve.
“I’ll be back after a call.”
Hae Joo briefly left Do Jun’s office.
Seeing her, the secretary rose from his seat and bowed his head.
“Are you leaving now?”
“I need to make a call.”
“Please feel free to do so in the reception room.”
The nameplate on the secretary’s desk read “Manager Song Chang Woo.” Hae Joo thanked him as he guided her to the reception room on the same floor.
“Thank you, Manager Song Chang Woo.”
“You can just call me Manager Song, ma’am.”
“…!”
Hae Joo paused as she was about to enter the reception room.
The title Manager Song used gave her a sense of discomfort.
“What did you just say?”
“You’ll get used to the title eventually.”
Everything felt like a wellwritten script. No need for a rehearsal before shooting, as if all the movements and harmony had been coordinated.
Although it was awkward, no hypocrisy could be seen on Manager Song’s face.
“Excuse me, could you please give me a glass of cold water?”
“Of course.”
A glass of water was placed on the table, and Hae Joo was left alone in the reception room.
She took out her phone, organized her thoughts, and called Jin Han.
How did it go?
“The conversation went well.”
What did he say?
Hae Joo divulged the entire conversation she had with Do Jun.
Over the phone, Jin Han’s sounds of agreement and heavy breathing were continuous.
I’m sorry for all this.
“Why are you, Director?”
I’ll try to ensure you don’t suffer any more.
Hae Joo’s story continued. He who had been quietly listening finally raised a question.
What does he mean by he doesn’t want to tell a halfhearted lie?
“I wasn’t able to dig into that.”
Hae Joo, even if you’re legally tied, you shouldn’t think of him as your real husband.
Jin Han let out a series of sighs, mixed with regret. Hae Joo couldn’t soothe him, so she stopped talking and brought up Do Jun.
When I looked into Representative Park Do Jun, it was strange.
“In what way?”
After his wife passed away giving birth to twins, CEO Park ventured into finance.
He primarily lent urgent funds to selfemployed individuals and built his business.
There were incidents of losing money, so he didn’t make a large profit. Later, when his older son died from an illness, there were speculations that he couldn’t get himself together.
“In my memory, CEO Park wasn’t a bad person.”
Listen to me until the end.
The strange part was what followed afterwards.
President Park was diagnosed with dementia, and the business was handed over to Do Jun.
For some reason, he established an investment advisory company, leaving his father’s business behind.
Gradually growing in size, he acquired the current Jino Group. The investors who highly regarded Do Jun’s business capabilities put forth a massive amount of investment. Responding to this, the Jino Group underwent tremendous growth.
Starting his business when others were just starting their social lives, he was obsessed with money.
I don’t trust a man named Park Do Jun.
“In what way?”
I’ve never seen a decent person who loves money. There’s a lot of talk about the funds that flowed in when he took over the Jino Group.
“Really?”
It was even said to be a gamble.
Recently, Jino Group was a hot topic among entrepreneurs.
Do Jun, in particular, a young executive, was famous for not hesitating to use any means for success.
In other words, he was no ordinary bet.
He started a business at a young age, so what more does he need?
“……!”
His background isn’t that great for moving up to the top tier in the business world.
“Hmm.”
It must have seemed like Hae Joo’s image could be useful in that regard.
Somehow, Hae Joo felt uncomfortable. Not that Jin Han was wrong, but…….
“Director, it’s just one year. After one year, it’s over with this person.”
That’s not the problem right now.
“Then what is?”
Choi In Ho from Real Fact is digging into Hae Joo’s background.
Real Fact was an online media outlet specializing in celebrities, not hesitating to engage in undercover or paparazzi tactics. In particular, reporter Choi In Ho was so vicious that he was nicknamed “Piranha.”
It wasn’t just a little uncomfortable that he was digging into Hae Joo.
Move quietly this evening.
“I will.”
When moving out, I’ll go with you. It’s better than going alone since it’s unfamiliar.
“I understand.”
It’s such a mood because things turned out this way.
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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