Thanks to her marriage, Ye Seul was able to study in Paris without any shortage and succeed.
Perhaps the one who seemed to have no gain was Baek Si Heon.
He was the CEO of a food and confectionery company, not the main business of telecommunications and construction at the Baek Song Group.
What had Baek Si Heon gained from this marriage?
Ye Seul bowed her head. It didn’t matter to Ye Seul what Si Heon had gained.
“Then I’ll go to Korea on that date.”
There was also the highend chocolate shop project between Cidu and Baek Song, so the timing should be right.
Si Heon hardened his resolution, looking at her stubbornlooking lips.
“No, Ye Seul. We’re not getting a divorce.”
“What are you saying now……?”
Ye Seul asked with wideopen eyes.
“I’ve decided not to agree to this divorce.”
“President Baek Si Heon. I don’t understand……”
“Ye Seul.”
Si Heon gently stared at Ye Seul’s startled eyes.
His lips rose uncharacteristically as he started something unplanned.
Somehow, he was relieved to know that the woman who was stuck in his mind at dawn was Ye Seul.
He had never forgotten that he was married, but something about that truth was uncomfortable this morning.
Even though he wore his wedding ring to avoid annoying situations.
“There’s something called a divorce adjustment period.”
“You want to keep the marriage now?”
Why, how? Ye Seul’s face showed that she could not comprehend.
“What about living like a real couple for the three months that Cidu and Baek Song’s collaborative project is underway?”
Seeing the smile on Si Heon’s lips, Ye Seul had a feeling she shouldn’t be convinced.
“I can give you what you want.”
His words, like a devil’s whisper echoing in the romantic night of Paris, seemed to blur her judgment.
Tourists on the Bato Moushe cruise ship waving to the Seine River.
Unlike the shaken Ye Seul, the night in Paris was still just beautiful.
((()))((()))((()))
Sebastian proceeded with the collaboration planning with Baek Song at a fast pace.
On a fairly cold winter day, Ye Seul boarded a plane.
After parting with Si Heon, upon returning to the apartment, there was a piece of mail from the legal counsel of Baek Group’s Chairman Baek Byung Suk in the mailbox.
It contained what Si Heon had told her.
While a marriage didn’t require the will of two people, a divorce was a mutual agreement. What on earth could have been the grandmother’s thought?
‘Ye Seul, you’ll gain more than you lose from this marriage. Follow my wishes so I can close my eyes in peace. And when you divorce, I will give you my recipe.’
Ye Seul was young and couldn’t tell whether it was the right decision.
However, it was the grandmother who had raised her granddaughter who had driven her own daughter to death.
For her grandmother, both marriage and divorce were not difficult for Ye Seul.
If this path made her feel at ease, Ye Seul had no reason to refuse a marriage on paper.
Especially if she could gain the grandmother’s recipe as well.
The traditional Korean sweets made by Jang Ok Ja, a traditional sweets artisan and an intangible cultural asset, were loved by many.
Despite sticking to tradition and running only a small workshop, selling only a small amount and not making a lot of money, Ye Seul respected her grandmother.
The secret, premium traditional Korean sweets recipe developed by Jang Ok Ja, which no one could replicate no matter how hard they tried, was coveted in the traditional Korean sweets industry.
Byung Suk desired Ok Ja’s recipe as well, but agreed to the condition thinking that Ye Seul would agree to divorce easily, even for the recipe.
Byung Suk thought that just having the rights to the workshop and the ability to use Jang Ok Ja’s name were enough for a business.
Seven years after the grandmother’s passing, the marriage had no meaning for Ye Seul, except for the condition of receiving support for study abroad from Chairman Baek.
However, because she was supposed to receive the grandmother’s recipe as alimony upon divorce, the meaning of the divorce was clear.
But she was seriously hesitant to divorce due to the very tempting payment Si Heon offered for the divorce extension.
‘I’ll give you the rights and land to the workshop that is in my possession.’
Ye Seul thought it wasn’t a bad deal to gain the rights and land to the workshop by extending her nominal marriage by three months.
‘Ms. Ye Seul, please let me hear your answer when you come to Korea. I’ll be waiting.’
She pondered throughout the flight, but arrived at Incheon International Airport without having made a clear decision. It was the first time she set foot on Korean soil in six years.
[Welcome! Chocolatier Chloé Jean]As Ye Seul exited the immigration area, she spotted a woman holding a board with her name on it and approached her.
Had Baek Si Heon not shown up? The strength drained from her hand holding the cart.
“Hello? I’m Chocolatier Chloe, sent from CDU.”
“Welcome. I’ve come to pick you up. I’m Lee Seo Rin, the secretary of the CEO of Baek Song Confectionery.”
Seo Rin put down the signboard and extended a business card as a greeting.
She reached for Ye Seul’s cart handle.
“Miss Chloe, let me handle this.”
Handing over the cart to Seo Rin, Ye Seul cautiously asked.
“Is the CEO very busy today?”
Ye Seul felt anxious not seeing Si Heon.
He insisted on extending the divorce, but his presence was nowhere to be found at the airport.
“Miss Ye Seul.”
Upon hearing her name, Ye Seul turned her head and saw Si Heon, who seemed to have run over, out of breath.
He looked slightly more worn than when she saw him in Paris.
The man, still goodlooking enough to turn heads, walked briskly towards Ye Seul with a happy smile.
Seeing that sweet smile, Ye Seul thought she could hear her heartbeat ringing in her ears.
Why? She had no feelings for this man, right?
“This secretary, please load Chloe’s luggage into my car.”
“Yes, CEO.”
As Seo Rin walked off pushing the cart, Ye Seul sent her a puzzled look.
“Oh, and I’ve cancelled the hotel.”
“You’ve cancelled the hotel?”
“I can’t put my wife in a hotel after not seeing her for seven years.”
Si Heon flashed a charming smile and said coyly.
“Let’s go to our house.”
Wait? House? Our house? Ye Seul looked at Si Heon, frozen.
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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