Zhu Wansheng, a research-obsessed workhorse, accidentally transmigrates to a matriarchal world. Her original self was a wealthy merchant's daughter, with plenty to eat and wear and a handsome husband.
Zhu Wansheng thinks this is heaven's gift to a modern-day wage slave and happily accepts her new identity.
But.
Her triumph lasts less than three seconds before bad news arrives: her family's business is on the verge of bankruptcy.
Even worse, she's bound to a benevolent System.
[Mission One: Improve your reputation and do one good deed every day.]
[Mission Two: Revive the family business and make the Zhu family's rouge shop the best in the capital.]
[Mission Three: Become head of the family.]
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Even a workhorse's life is a life.
Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng poured herself a bowl of wine, trying to drown her sorrows and comfort herself. While she was still in a drunken haze, her husband, Gu Yingqing, came over.
He was tall and straight-backed, with thick brows and big eyes. He was undeniably handsome, but there was a distant look in his eyes and undisguised disdain on his face.
Gu Yingqing asked coldly, "Shall we divorce?"
A tipsy Zhu Wansheng mumbled, "I think... maybe not, and... not..."
No way!!!
After sobering up, Zhu Wansheng gave in to the domineering research System and returned to her workhorse life.
As for what she promised her husband yesterday?
She blacked out.
She improved rouge, extracted fragrances, made perfume, and researched lip color...
Let the power of modern technology make you submit!
Later, the original owner's family's dying rouge shop was brought back to life.
Zhu Wansheng became a sensation, and her rouge was in such high demand that it couldn't stay in stock.
That was pretty much the pinnacle of life...
But there were always people who couldn't stand to see her doing well. They envied her, plotted against her, and even tried to assassinate her, desperate to take her life.
Gu Yingqing, who had always kept his distance from her, held her protectively in his arms, his eyes filled with concern.
She was completely unharmed, but he fell into a pool of blood...
Feeling guilty, Zhu Wansheng said, "I can grant you one wish."
Gu Yingqing tentatively circled his arms around her, carefully lowering his head to her neck as he pleaded softly:
"I've changed my mind. Can we please not get divorced?"
Zhu Wansheng: ?
When did I ever agree to a divorce?
[Extra Scene]
The newly developed rouge had been given beautiful new packaging, and Zhu Wansheng was eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appeared. "My wife, shall I apply it for you?"
His cool fingertips gently brushed her lips. His Adam's apple bobbed as he leaned down and took a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: "It smells so good. I wanted to taste it..."
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tried out a new perfume: Spring Crossing.
That night, her second husband, Liang Zizhen, cornered her against the wall, his warm breath lingering at her neck.
"My wife, from now on, will you let me be your fragrance tester?"
----Important Notes----
Men can give birth, and women do not menstruate.
There is no confirmed male lead. There is no confirmed male lead. Those who prefer one-on-one romances should proceed with caution.
The author knows nothing about chemistry. Please point out any technical errors. *Bows deeply.*
Some chemical reagents have exaggerated effects for the sake of the plot. Please don't take it seriously, and especially don't try to imitate anything.
The rouge arc is progressing slowly.
Please add my completed novel, Shadows South, Reflections North, to your collection.
1. Ling Maidong spent ten years making her way to Chu Yunchen's side and becoming his officially recognized fiancee.
At the birthday banquet that night, everyone raised their glasses and offered him congratulations.
Chu Yunchen idly turned his glass, not even bothering to look up. He said coolly, "I just keep her around for fun... Is that really worth congratulating me for?"
It turned out that the deep love she thought she'd shared with him for ten years was, in his words, nothing more than "fun."
Later, she met Chu Yunchen's sworn enemy.
The first time she saw Gao Mochuan was at a basketball game.
In the sweltering weather, amid the bustling crowd, the boy wore a number 11 jersey, the firm lines of his body faintly visible beneath it.
He dunked one-handed, dribbled, turned, and shot. His movements were crisp and decisive as he raced through the lights, radiating the unique confidence and purity of youth.
Fans said Gao Mochuan was someone who stood atop a mountain, fit only to be admired from afar: polite but distant, never close to anyone.
And yet.
On that night when the mountain wind cut like a blade.
Gao Mochuan took her away from Chu Yunchen. His One-77 sped through the roads, shaking off the persistent tail following them, and finally stopped at an empty mountaintop.
In the passenger seat, Ling Maidong sat on his lap, her knees pressed against his thighs. He pinned down her skirt, and the thin fabric couldn't contain his body heat.
Their breaths mingled at close range.
Gao Mochuan's fingers, practiced from years of handling a basketball, were strong and nimble, long-jointed and fair, with a faint pinkness at the knuckles. He lowered his eyes with a mischievous smile and pressed close to her ear, his voice husky. "Does he do this too?"
2. Later, Chu Yunchen repeatedly came to Ling Maidong, begging to get back together and even using their engagement to threaten her.
When Gao Mochuan heard about it, he merely asked, "Do you still want to marry him?"
Ling Maidong shook her head.
Once she chose to leave, she never intended to look back.
Gao Mochuan raised an eyebrow and took her fingers in his hand, answering the phone for her. He lifted her hands and the phone above her head and held them firmly in place.
Right in front of her fiance on the phone, he kissed her fiercely.
"Be good, baby. Say my name..." Gao Mochuan leaned down and gripped her ankle, pulling her closer. His scorching breath fell around her lips. "Let him hear what we're doing."
[Extra Scene]
During the holidays, they loved drifting across the sea. The rhythm of his love for her was the rhythm of the ocean.
The light was dim, the sea wind howled, and waves crashed against the boat. In her line of sight were the boy's deep-set brows, his high nose, the lips she'd bitten, and the fine sheen of sweat on his forehead.
The boy would always lose control, then bury his face against her neck and apologize earnestly. "I'm sorry, baby. The waves are too strong. The boat is rocking."
Theme: Lifelong effort makes a genius. - Dmitri Mendeleev
It would be better if it was set in the future
Since this is a female-dominated world, shouldn't rouge be used more by men?
Sure enough, I knew that it must be related to studying chemistry, and I couldn't hide the atmosphere of this experiment. Pay great attention to laboratory safety
Ask the author how many w words he wants to write.
I really didn't expect it. The first part was well written, but the second part was a mess. The heroine was dead and alive for a while. I skipped through it. Fortunately, I didn't read the whole thing. I could only read the beginning of this article.
Congratulations on entering v~
So the author's homepage is for scientific research?
Three chapters in a row! Brag!
The novel about female lords is indeed relatively unpopular, and I feel that it's great that I was able to persist in writing it till the end~ The ending is full of flowers~
Wuwuwu, don't be so miserable 😭 😭 😭