“Ye Seul had clenched her fists.
She had become convinced that Seo Rin had intentionally given incorrect information.
Was this also part of the gardening process?
“Your mistakes are too frequent to be coincidences.”
“Chloe, I would never do that on purpose.”
Seo Rin said, laughing and waving her hands.
“I’m just too busy. I’m really sorry.”
Seo Rin bowed her head slightly in apology.
Ye Seul’s eyes widened and her lips pressed firmly together.
“Miss Seo Rin.”
She opened her mouth slowly, suppressing her voice so it wouldn’t rise.
“I didn’t doublecheck because I trusted you, Miss Seo Rin. You were introduced as an outstanding individual by the CEO.”
Seo Rin’s expression hardened momentarily.
“It’s problematic if this is how you manage my schedule, which is part of your job.”
Ye Seul said quietly, suppressing her anger.
“I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful next time.”
Seo Rin’s apology didn’t seem genuine, but Ye Seul couldn’t keep feeling uncomfortable with a colleague.
“Please be more attentive.”
“Yes. I’m busy now, so I should go.”
Seo Rin responded curtly and turned to walk towards the CEO’s office.
Left alone, Ye Seul felt uneasy.
“Ah… I should blame myself for not being careful. Keep it up! Ye Seul.”
Upon returning to the sample room, Ye Seul absentmindedly stared at the butter she had taken out of the fridge.
‘Please remember that your actions can cause difficulties for your team, Miss Ye Seul.’
Nuisance.
Her heart ached at the thought of being seen as incapable by Si Heon.
They were in a marriage of convenience, so why did every word he said matter so much?
No, this was a different feeling.
He was her boss, and she simply didn’t want to disappoint him professionally.
“Let’s get back to work.”
Ye Seul turned as if trying to snap herself out of it.
Buzz.
Ye Seul picked up her vibrating phone.
[I’m in front of your company. Let’s meet.]It was from her Uncle Chun Ho.
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The lobby of Baek Song Hotel was bustling as usual today.
Next to the hotel’s cafe, Blanc, which had received reviews saying its desserts were a bit lacking, the highend chocolate shop, C2 Core, was on the verge of opening.
Curious guests were asking the cafe staff about it.
Inside the shop, preparations for the grand opening were in full swing.
Ye Seul was exchanging greetings with the staff she would be working with.
“Hello? Ye Seul?”
Ye Seul warmly shook the sous chef’s hand.
“Ju Young! You don’t know how happy I was to see your resume.”
“Me too! I’m so glad. The chef of C2 Core is Chloe. Who else would be the sous chef if not me.”
Ju Yeong stuck out his chest and lifted his chin.
Ye Seul found herself laughing at Ju Yeong’s unchanging demeanor.
She was genuinely happy that her classmate, who graduated with her from the French National Pastry School, had become a souschef.
Life in Korea, which she had returned to after a long time away from her second home, Paris, was unfamiliar and terribly lonely.
Moreover, with her recent awkwardness with Si Heon, Ye Seul felt even more grateful for Ju Yeong’s presence.
“Really, this kitchen is great! They must’ve put a lot of thought into it.”
Ju Yeong looked around the kitchen and commented.
The kitchen of Seedu Core was visible behind the showcase selling chocolates and desserts, with transparent glass walls near the entrance.
It was also appealing to customers to see the chefs decorate freshly baked chocolate cakes.
“Chef. I look forward to your guidance in the future.”
Ju Yeong greeted with a playful smile.
“Let’s work well together.”
After greeting Ju Yeong, Ye Seul approached another employee.
“Hello? My name is Lee Gyu Won. I’m in charge of assistance and hall management. I look forward to working with you.”
A tall man with a bronzed face extended his hand in greeting.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Chloe.”
Ye Seul hesitated momentarily, then shook the man’s hand.
Gyu Won’s hand gripped tightly.
Ye Seul looked at Gyu Won, feeling strange.
“Um. Mr. Lee Gyu Won?”
Gyu Won’s eyes moved slowly, as if scanning Ye Seul.
“Don’t you remember me?”
“Are we acquaintances?”
Gyu Won released her hand and spoke with a smile.
“I’m disappointed. Chloe.”
Ye Seul looked at Gyu Won, narrowing her eyes.
“I guess you really don’t remember me. I still vividly remember playing in the workshop with you.”
Gyu Won lowered the corners of his eyes and rubbed his neck.
Lee Gyu Won.
Ye Seul hadn’t expected to know two people here.
On reflection, those puppylike eyes did seem familiar.
“Huh? Are you Won? You’ve grown so much I didn’t recognize you.”
“When you went to study abroad in Paris, I was just starting middle school. I’ve changed a lot, right? Haven’t I become more handsome?”
“I see. I thought you were from Seoul.”
Ye Seul laughed as she recalled Gyu Won’s childhood.
There were often cases where employees at the workshop brought their children because there was no facility to look after them.
At such times, Ye Seul had taken on the role of caring for the children in the living room.
“Is your aunt doing well?”
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?
——
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!”
——
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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