How many times would I be trapped in the snare set by that cunning bird, like a shortlegged quail?
“Do you find it amusing to tease me?”
[Ah. Did you get angry? I didn’t mean to upset you.]
Hearing Su Ah’s voice, Ha Joon quickly retracted the laughter in his voice as if he felt regret.
“Yes. Thanks to someone who enjoyed teasing me, I got to feel anger after a long time.”
[I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, so don’t be angry.]
Ha… I believe those words again.
A small sigh, barely audible, slipped past Su Ah’s lips.
[Are you busy tomorrow?] “Why? So you can meet and tease me again?”I’m a woman who holds a grudge. Su Ah asked sharply. [I want to have dinner together.] “Dinner?”
At the unexpected word, her frozen brows smoothed out in an instant. [Come to think of it, it seems like we haven’t had a proper meal together.] A proper meal.
Indeed, if I think about it, the triangle gimbap we ate at the convenience store was the closest thing to a proper meal.
[If it’s okay with you, I’ll be in front of your apartment by 7 o’clock.] “7 o’clock… Okay. See you then.”Su Ah had no plans for tomorrow, but she deliberately let her voice trail off, creating an atmosphere as if she had thought hard before answering.
She didn’t want to appear as an easy woman who was always available.
[Alright. Let’s meet tomorrow.] “Yes. Hang up.”The anger that Su Ah had been venting on the cunning bird just a moment ago quickly faded at the mention of having a meal.
As soon as she hung up the phone, Su Ah started to take out all the clothes in her wardrobe, contemplating what to wear.
And so, she was engrossed in selecting clothes for quite a while.
The sound of the cell phone ringing came again.
[I forgot to mention something earlier.] Da Eun hadn’t been able to say what she intended because Su Ah was making a fuss as soon as she got home. [Remember the movie I mentioned before? It premieres tomorrow. Shall we go see it tomorrow evening?] “Ah. Really? I can’t tomorrow. Let’s go the day after tomorrow.”[Why? Do you have plans tomorrow?] “Yes. A dinner appointment came up all of a sudden.”
[With who?] “…With Ha Joon.”
[Ha Joon? When were you making such a fuss about seeing his face? When did you make this appointment?] “No, it’s not like that…”
[Forget it. I should give way to someone who’s meeting her boyfriend.] “Hey! What do you mean boyfriend!”
Surprised by the unexpected title, Su Ah raised her voice. [What? Don’t tell me you two aren’t dating yet?] “…..”
[No way. You’re doing all the things that couples do, but you’re not dating?] “…..”
She wanted to make some sort of excuse, but she couldn’t because their relationship was indeed ambiguous, neither lovers nor friends.
Come to think of it, it was strange.
[I like Ha Joon, so I should be by his side.] Even though it was a confession made under the influence of alcohol, why didn’t he have any reaction to it?
Could it be too burdensome? So he wants to pretend he doesn’t know?
A sudden thought crossed Su Ah’s mind, causing her brows to furrow.
Why am I so bothered by this? Could it be that I…
Even though starting a relationship is scary, am I expecting him to confess his feelings?
A casual remark from Da Eun was causing ripples in the calm waters of Su Ah’s heart.
20 minutes before the scheduled time.
Su Ah was already outside her apartment.
“Ah, why am I so nervous?”
Up until now, they had only run into each other by chance, so she hadn’t felt this way. But now that they had made a plan to meet, her anxious feelings just wouldn’t subside.
“What the! There’s still 20 minutes left? Why is time not passing!”
Contrary to her feelings, the slowly moving minute hand was so frustrating that Su Ah snapped.
“Huah. Huah. Calm down. Calm down.”
She took several deep breaths, trying to calm her wildly beating heart.
Eventually, she closed her eyes and began to count backwards from 10.
“10. 9. 8. 7……”
“Miss Su Ah.”
Gulp!
Before she could even count to five, the soft, low voice caused Su Ah’s eyelids to fly open.
“Ha, Ha Joon.”
She tried to answer with the most natural voice possible, but contrary to her intention, the end of her sentence trembled.
‘Ah, what’s with that visual?’
He was obviously on his way home from work, but he looked as though he had just finished preparing for something, flawlessly perfect.
Did human beings normally react this strongly to visual stimulation?
With his appearance, the dizzying thoughts vanished in an instant, and in their place, a glowing excitement filled the void.
‘Yes. It’s not bad to take it slow. If I can see that perfect visual up close like this, I can wait for a confession, no matter how long.’
Just as Su Ah was about to take a step towards Ha Joon, he had already approached her.
“Why did you come out so early instead of answering the phone?”
What? Is he worrying about me?
While trying to suppress the corners of her mouth from curling up, Su Ah said,
“Just to make you feel good.”
“Feel good?”
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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