Looking at Suyeon with her head bowed, Leon quietly said.
“You’re still kind. …It would be nice if you were a little kind to me too.”
Speaking to himself with a slightly lonely face, the man nodded.
“Well, if you say it that way.”
Before Suyeon could thank him, the next words came out.
“But it just won’t work.”
Suyeon recalled her bank balance. It was barely a few million won. The business was doing reasonably well, but it was just enough to feed herself and pay rent.
Thinking about how much it would cost to stop such a large construction, Suyeon, who was lost in thought, was informed by Leon.
“Let me work at your shop for a month.”
Suyeon was speechless. After a while, she finally said,
“It won’t change anything.”
“I have no other thoughts. I just remembered when I used to do dishes part-time in Korea, so I wanted to try it once.”
Both Suyeon and the man himself knew it was a lie.
Suyeon looked at Leon again. The man in a sophisticated suit looked well-suited against the refined backdrop of the hotel lounge. There was no trace of a poor painter who used to do dishes in a restaurant kitchen.
For some reason, this man. We’ve already become people from different worlds.
However, Leon was determined not to back down.
“If you allow it, I’ll stop the construction and pretend this never happened.”
It was a story that if she didn’t permit it, the construction would continue.
In the end, Suyeon had no choice but to nod.
“Just for a month.”
[Star icon]Refusing Leon’s offer to take her home, Suyeon took a taxi back to her shop.
As soon as she got out of the taxi, people who had gathered in front of the store rushed towards her. It seemed like they had been waiting eagerly all this time.
“What happened, Madam?”
These people were also in a desperate situation. Suyeon thought she did well to bow her head to Leon. It was a worthwhile thing to do.
“It went well. The construction will be halted, and we decided to treat it as if it never happened.”
Market merchants thanked Suyeon multiple times. Some were so relieved that tears welled up in their eyes.
“We’re grateful. We’ll never forget this favor.”
“Oh, you’ve saved us now.”
As joy diminished a bit, curiosity seemed to rise this time.
“But why would a hotel chairman’s wife run a shop in a place like this?”
“Maybe she’s doing it for fun, don’t you think?”
“She’s so casual; we didn’t know you were such a precious madam.”
It seemed that they regarded her as the wealthy madam engaging in a hobby. Since she would continue to encounter these people in the neighborhood, she couldn’t let misunderstandings linger.
“That person is not my husband.”
“Then?”
Suyeon hesitated for a moment before speaking the truth.
“He’s my son’s father.”
The merchants looked at each other.
“What does that mean?”
“Oh my, they catch on quickly. It’s because we got divorced!”
“Is it difficult for a divorced wife to set up a mart?”
To those who whispered among themselves, Suyeon bowed her head and pleaded.
“I’m not a madam, and it’s not a hobby. I also need to run a business to make a living, so please visit our store a lot.”
[Star icon]The attention of the revived market people focused entirely on Suyeon, the owner of the curry restaurant.
Why would a young woman who looks barely forty marry such a wealthy hotel chairman, only to divorce and run a small restaurant with just her hands?
Most of the market merchants, who were mostly in their 40s and 50s, based on the fact they knew, began to write scenarios. It was a skill honed through watching numerous dramas.
“She probably married an old rich man at a young age and couldn’t endure it, so she got a divorce.”
In their minds, the term ‘chairman’ referred to an elderly conglomerate head appearing in dramas.
“Well, is money everything in this world? Even I can’t live on love with my young boyfriend, you know.”
“But does the chairman still have feelings for the curry restaurant? Is he trying to push it through with money?”
“But doesn’t the curry restaurant have a lover? That tall foreigner who used to hang out with her before.”
“Tsk tsk, the fussy young lover.”
In this way, Suyeon became the protagonist of a romance of the century, escaping from an old conglomerate and choosing love with a poor young lover.
Anyway, Suyeon was a benefactor who rescued them from the tyranny of massive capital. The merchants reached an agreement to sell more curry while boycotting the Grand Hotel.
Even though they had never been there before, they would never go in the future!
During lunchtime, market ajummas came to Suyeon’s store as a group.
“Welcome.”
A young foreigner with an apron welcomed them with a big smile.
Even from a distance, he looked neat and handsome, but up close, his beauty was jaw-dropping.
In an unexpected display of beauty, ajummas surrounded the foreigner and made comments one by one.
“Oh, he looks like Tom Cruise.”
“What Tom Cruise? He resembles Brad Pitt.”
“I think he looks like Orlando Bloom?”
In fact, apart from being Western, the actors had no similarities, but anyway, the comments were about his handsome appearance.
Moreover, this foreigner spoke Korean fluently.
“Thank you for the compliment. Would you like to place an order?”
With a smile in his eyes, the foreigner made the ajummas’ hearts flutter collectively.
Even though it’s the same Korean, why does it sound like shiitake mushrooms when our neighbor talks, but when this person talks, it’s like the fragrance of wine!
“At table 3, there’s shrimp tempura curry set and tonkatsu curry for two.”
The foreigner went into the kitchen and took the tongs from Suyeon, who was holding them.
“Give it here. I’ll fry it.”
“Enough, go over there.”
Unlike the chilly Suyeon, the foreigner was very affectionate. Watching him, ajummas couldn’t help but sigh enviously.
The curry restaurant is full of surprises!
A moment later, the ordered dishes arrived. Grabbing the hand of the foreigner placing the plates on the table, the ajummas fervently said,
“Cheer up. We’ll support you.”
“Huh?”
“Don’t just stand there; fight and win. They say love is a conquest, right?”
“Who are you talking to?”
“Oh, you know, that Grand Hotel chairman, the young lover!”
For a moment, the foreigner flinched, but the ajummas paid no attention.
“The so-called grand hotel chairman can be quite fussy. Even though young people like each other, the old man interferes without any sense.”
“When we see it, a bachelor suits the curry restaurant well.”
“Well, no matter how good the money is, love comes first!”
At that moment, the store door opened. Seeing the person coming in, the ajummas were surprised. Wasn’t it the secretary from the hotel?
“Did that chairman install eavesdropping devices somewhere?”
As the ajummas collectively became nervous, the secretary politely handed the phone to the foreigner wearing an apron.
“Chairman, it seems to be an important call, so you might want to take it.”
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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