He finally remembered where he had seen the parking lot woman before.
It was a few months ago at a yacht social party.
The event wasn’t as extravagant or rowdy as rumored, but there were always one or two troublemakers. Siyun was about to leave after showing his face to a few close friends when he saw Bill, a known troublemaker, apparently arguing with a woman.
Siyun passed by without paying much attention, but the sharp voices of Bill and the woman were clearly audible.
“At a party, it’s just the two of us that matter.”
Siyun, normally reluctant to interfere in matters of men and women, knew Bill’s behavior well enough to realize he was aggressively pursuing a woman against her will. Then, their escalating voices piqued his interest.
“You came for the money.”
“I won’t take your lousy 200 dollars!”
“But you said you needed money.”
“No!”
It was clear, firm Korean.
Siyun turned around to see Bill, a large man, forcing himself on the woman, trying to kiss her while she resisted and struggled.
“Bill!”
Bill looked up at the stern call, but still clutched the woman, who continued to wriggle in his grip.
“Stop it.”
Bill, under Siyun’s icy command, begrudgingly let go of the woman with a push. She stumbled backward, about to fall.
Siyun quickly moved in, catching her protectively.
“Are you okay?”
Worried that meeting a fellow Korean in such a situation might embarrass her further, Siyun asked in English.
The woman, face hidden behind her cascading hair, seemed to be holding back tears. She was shaking uncontrollably, and Siyun gently reassured her.
“It’s okay now.”
The mere words of comfort made the woman break into tears, her emotions overtaking her for a moment.
Siyun wanted to comfort her more, but all he could do as a passerby was to keep her from falling and pat her back awkwardly.
Eventually, she whispered a faint ‘thank you’ and ran off, leaving Siyun’s embrace.
Bill sneered from a distance.
“Running to anyone who waves money.”
Siyun’s glare intensified. Bill, feeling the pressure, started making excuses.
“That’s the one who hands out those ‘do-anything’ cards. She’s just trying to hike up her price.”
“…”
“She’s probably cursing you, saying you messed up her chance to make money and have fun.”
“Shut up.”
Siyun moved toward Bill, contemplating defending the woman’s honor. But reconsidering his unusual concern for others, he stopped. Bill, already spooked, scampered away.
A crumpled ‘Everything Helper Service’ card lay on the ground.
Siyun felt uneasy.
“Was it just a trick to increase her price?”
But her trembling and restrained anger seemed genuine in rejecting Bill.
Leaving the social event with mixed feelings, Siyun got into his car.
As the thick raindrops began to fall, the gloomy sky mirrored his mood.
Turning on the wipers, he left the parking lot. Not far away, he saw the woman from earlier walking.
“The woman who does everything, yet ran away crying without taking money.”
He drove past her, stopping a few meters ahead, and watched her through the side mirror.
Walking slowly under the pouring rain, the woman kept wiping her face. Siyun wasn’t sure if she was trying to brush off the rain or if she was still crying, wiping away the tears. He felt a pang of sympathy.
“Is it because she’s a fellow Korean that I feel this way?”
As she neared Siyun’s car, he realized what she was actually doing.
She was rubbing her lips, likely where Bill had tried to force a kiss.
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…
——
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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