"If you donate a kidney to Wanwan, I'll have a kid with you."
The husband she had married to for two years who never touched her, was suddenly willing to have a child with her. However, he insisted that she must donate a kidney to the woman he was having an affair with?
A man like this—was there any point in not divorcing and leaving him to directly meet the maker?
Yun Qingqing decisively divorced, and everyone was eagerly waiting to see her downfall.
Ex-husband: "Within three days, she'll definitely come back begging me to reconcile."
Stepsister: "A grass widow like her, even a beggar might not fancy. It's absolutely impossible for her to marry into an elite family again."
Walking hand in hand with the Seventh Master Sheng, who was her ex-husband's arch-nemesis, as well as the man her stepsister most desired to marry among the Nan City's elite heirs, Yun Qingqing smiled and handed them the wedding invitation.
This second marriage not only outshone the first, but Yun Qingqing also stepped onto the stage that the entire world was watching, holding a concert attended by tens of thousands of people, becoming the brightest star in the music industry.
Watching his ex-wife radiate with brilliance, Lu Yanchen regretted his past actions and entered full "simp" mode.
The Seventh Master Sheng, who had absolutely nothing to fear, pressed Yun Qingqing against his chest. Lightly caressing her slender waist, his voice so tender it was unlike himself.
"Baby, can you kiss me again?"
"Baby, I can't sleep without holding you."
"Baby, as long as you don't divorce, I'd even give my life to you..."

My Ex-Husband's Arch-Enemy in Love with Me

Yun Qingqing immediately recognized the person she was speaking to, the Director of the Public Relations Department, Pan Xianrui. She had seen her before at a meeting and was quite impressed with her. Pan Xianrui lived up to her name as a beautiful and well-proportioned young lady. However, Yun Qingqing was taken aback by the slightly sharp tone in her speech. She maintained her politeness and said, "After I deliver the noodle soup to the CEO, I'll come and chat with you."


Without waiting for Pan Xianrui's agreement, Yun Qingqing walked into the CEO's office and placed the bowl of vegetable noodle soup in front of Sheng Ting. "CEO, please have it while it's hot."


Yun Qingqing waved her hand modestly. "It's no trouble at all."


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