A pure figure lying sideways on a small, old bed. Despite the sparse lighting that only prevented her from getting lost in the darkness, Ji Ho’s face was softly glowing.
Worried that his hair, laid in several directions on his forehead, might touch his long eyelashes, possibly waking him up, Hye Yoon was anxious.
She reached out to his hair then hesitated, looking around. She seemed cautious, like someone performing a deed that must not be discovered.
“……You’re sleeping well.”
Whispering a monologue of relief, her small hand lightly touched Ji Ho’s hair. She glanced at the coffee and bread left on the desk, then shifted her gaze back to his face.
‘He’s sleeping soundly like this…… it’s best to leave him be.’
There was no need to touch his already neatly arranged hair, but she got greedy just one more time. As she gazed at his incredibly beautiful face, the names of beautiful women that suited him suddenly crossed her mind. For instance, Cha Jae Hee, or Jeon Ji Na.
Worried that her face might reveal her mischief, Hye Yoon hurriedly removed her hand and lowered her head.
And then, sitting at the desk next to the bed, she spread out the script. Due to the pattern of shooting intensively on set for the first month and then on location for the second month, there were quite a few cases where the shooting order did not match the script order.
So the emotional flow was inconsistent, and Hye Yoon found that a little tough. For instance, in the case of the shooting scheduled for the next week, it was almost the end of the drama. The day before Hee Soo leaves, watching Jong Soo asleep. The poignant attempt to hide her true feelings and leave.
“Haah……”
With no dialogue, relying entirely on her expression, she kept worrying without realizing how time was passing.
‘Even if Hee Soo seemed unusually mature, it must have been hard to suppress her feelings of affection…’
Feeling like it had lost its owner anyway, Hye Yoon took a sip of the coffee. The slightly cold coffee was bitter, causing her brow to furrow slightly, but her mind was too absorbed in the script to pay much attention to the taste.
“It cools quickly……”
“……What?”
“Huh? The coffee.”
“……Coffee?”
“……Yes.”
Without knowing who had spoken, she mumbled a response as if speaking to herself. After that, Hye Yoon continued reading the script. It was about 5 minutes later that she had the thought that something was odd.
‘But…… who was I talking to earlier?’ It was because this thought crossed her mind.
“……Eek!”
Incredulous, she slowly turned her head, and there was Ji Ho, who had awakened from his sleep, looking in her direction with his eyes wide open. The corner of his mouth slowly lifting in response to her surprise. His eyes, slightly opened, still seemed full of sleep.
“You startled me. When did you wake up?”
“……Earlier?”
Looking at Hye Yoon, who had sprung up from her chair in great confusion, Ji Ho slowly rose from his upper body. He must have been lying down for at least 30 minutes, but there wasn’t a single imprint of the pillow on his face, he looked ready to start shooting straight away.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, stretching his neck this way and that, Ji Ho slowly walked towards Hye Yoon.
“I guess you don’t have mine.”
His voice, still not fully awake, was much lower than usual, and had a metallic quality to it that made her feel quite strange. To shake off this odd feeling, Hye Yoon diverted her attention to the coffee.
“Ah, this was actually yours, Ji Ho, but it seemed to have cooled down, so I drank it.”
“I see.”
“Should I get you another one? You could eat it with bread……”
Even before Hye Yoon could finish her sentence, he, who had come quite close to her, slowly shook his head. Then, he naturally reached for the coffee placed on the desk and drank it. He seemed unfazed by the faint lip balm mark left on the cup.
“It has cooled down quite a bit……”
“That’s alright. It was brought for me, wasn’t it.”
The lips, heavy with sleep, lifted languidly. After taking another sip, he put down the cup and shook his slightly tousled hair. The pleasant scent unique to Ji Ho, which could only be detected from up close, tickled Hye Yoon’s nose.
“I am waking up now.”
Ji Ho, who sat back down on the bed, looked up at Hye Yoon. His weary eyes were quite attractive, but she was worried to see him looking tired. Hye Yoon sat back down in her chair.
“Ji Ho, do you have schedules even on your rest days for the next two days?”
“Yes. I have commitments that I have made in advance.”
“……Isn’t it tiring to work without rest like that?”
“It’s a little twisted, isn’t it.”
“In that case……”
Hye Yoon, who had been staring blankly at the ground coffee residues in the bottom of the emptied cup, softly mumbled words that couldn’t be heard. Upon hearing her voice, Ji Ho’s upper body leaned forward.
“Huh?”
“……If that’s the case, you shouldn’t do this.”
How impressive could a script written by a rookie be? Hye Yoon felt uncomfortable thinking that he was having difficult days due to her awkward writing. Looking at her worryfilled anxiety, Ji Ho joked with a smile.
“That’s right. If I hadn’t taken the role, you wouldn’t have had to suffer like this.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“Do you regret it? Somehow ending up tied with me, whether inside or outside the camera.”
His tone was playful, but his eyes were not. His deep eyes, as if asking when she had been tired, stared at Hye Yoon. She wished to give him the answer he wanted, but those clear eyes seemed unwilling to accept it.
Hye Yoon’s heart was easily read by Ji Ho, to the extent that it seemed as if she wasn’t defending herself. Of course, he didn’t know that she was unable to hide her heart from Ji Ho, like it was her only weakness.
“……A little.”
“Ah…… You should lie in times like these.”
Ji Ho patted his thigh with his large palm. He had anticipated it, but it was more bitter than he thought. He smiled at Hye Yoon awkwardly, and she glanced at him for a moment before turning her eyes back to the script.
“It’s me. I can’t act as well as you, Ji Ho…… That’s why I regret it.”
“Hmm, are you still worrying about that?”
“……It seems like I’ll be found out soon.”
“Found out?”
Wondering whether not meeting his gaze was making it difficult for her to endure the moment, Hye Yoon’s fingers tormented the edge of the script. She felt afraid as if she could see the future. It seemed like Ji Ho would soon find out everything.
Even if she pretended to act, her genuine feelings were gradually taking root underneath it all.
Given that Ji Ho was too good at understanding her feelings, even between passing glances and meaningless words, it was just a matter of time.
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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