A dreamlike or perhaps a memory, scenes flashed by, and the dazzling headlights flickered in front of her eyes. It was a beam of light she could never see on the early morning road.
What the hell.
Why do I keep seeing Tae Kang Hyun.
The vivid moment repeatedly lingered in front of her eyes, so much so that she thought that the deceased Han Seo Yoon might have possessed her.
“Let’s go to the hospital.”
“It’s just a headache. It’s a sequel to the accident, so it’ll be okay soon.”
“Still.”
“Why are you here, Executive Director?”
Kang Hyun’s mouth tightly shut pouring out his worries. He didn’t prepare a plausible excuse since he didn’t initially think he would run into her.
“On my way here.”
“On your way?”
Kang Hyun’s house was not far from the company. Unless he was going around in circles, he had no reason to pass through this neighborhood.
“I came from my family home.”
“Ah, family home.”
“Let’s go, we’ll go to work together.”
With the excuse of giving her support, Kang Hyun who had his arm around her shoulders as they crossed the crosswalk, was able to hold the languid Seo Yoon in his arms until they reached the car.
Seo Yoon, who could have held her any time anywhere he wanted, then left so he couldn’t touch her anywhere anytime, had returned to his side.
Kang Hyun once again thanked this fact.
At this rate, yes, this is enough.
“His name is Choi Do Young. We met at the bus stop a while ago. He said we worked together at the company I used to work at. Of course, I don’t remember at all.”
“Where did you work before?”
“It was a dispatch company. I didn’t check exactly where he worked.”
“Do your parents not know?”
“Yes. I think we had a bit of a bad relationship before the accident. We didn’t even live together.”
When the tension eased, her hands and feet began to tingle little by little.
It was already uncomfortable to meet an unknown man twice, let alone drinking alcohol and sleeping. Plus, there was a video.
Suddenly, she was afraid of the past that she couldn’t remember at all.
“Tell me in detail. I can help.”
Kang Hyun, who opened the bottle of water in the cup holder and handed it to her, asked while watching the road ahead.
His dull voice rather gave a sense of stability.
“At first, he said let’s have coffee. He was frustrated that I didn’t remember him. He said we even drank alcohol and slept together because I kept saying no. He also mentioned a video.”
“A video?”
“I don’t know. Whether we really had that kind of relationship in the past.”
Was I just meeting such a man? Knowing the detailed story of Kang Hyun sitting next to me, I inadvertently compared it and felt strangely embarrassed.
“That bastard’s name is Choi Do Young.”
The veins on the back of his hand gripping the steering wheel bulged out more distinctly.
How dare he.
Seo Yoon could have been related to Seo Yoon’s accident or could have been someone who had just followed the real Seo Ji An, but in any case, he had intended to hurt Seo Yoon, so his teeth were grinding.
Regardless of which case, they needed to be put far away.
“Huh? Yes.”
“Don’t worry, there won’t be such a video.”
“That’s a relief. It’s not good for a special day.”
“Special day?”
“It’s your first day at the office. Last time, you just looked around and left.”
Seo Ji An, who seemed to have calmed down a bit, returned to being energetic and shrugged her shoulders.
During a pause at a signal, Kang Hyun, who had been glancing at Ji An, tilted his torso and pulled at his seat belt.
As Kang Hyun’s chin brushed against her cheek, Ji An was surprised and stiffened, clutching at her skirt hem. The hot breath that suddenly rushed in tickled her ear.
“You can get hurt if you don’t wear a seatbelt.”
“Yes, yes. I know. I’m just not in my right mind.”
She was still in a daze. Ji An, who was rolling down the car window to cool her flushed cheeks, was greeted by a warm breeze that didn’t seem like the beginning of fall, and she furrowed her brow.
The halfrolled down car window rolled back up tightly. The inside of the car with the air conditioning on was much cooler.
“Did you eat breakfast? Why did you come out so early?”
“I had cereal.”
“That seems inadequate. Should I buy you a sandwich?”
“No, I had a lot of milk. I ate heartily.”
A wrinkle briefly appeared around Kang Hyun’s eyes, which had consistently been gentle.
Why couldn’t she just let go of that darned milk?
“Did you heat it up?”
“Huh?”
“The milk, I mean.”
“Who heats up milk for cereal?”
Whether she had checked the additives and sterilization method of the milk, whether organic would be somewhat better, what kind of milk she had bought and eaten, four years ago she had always eaten only the same brand of milk, whether her stomach hurt when she ate something different.
Kang Hyun, who had closed his mouth to hold down the questions rising to the back of his throat, consciously raised the corners of his mouth.
He knew it was late, but he wanted to smile a lot and express a lot, even if it was forced.
“Yes, let’s eat something delicious for lunch. As Ms. Seo Ji An said, it’s a special day.”
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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