"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

However, as soon as they left the hospital room, Lu Yanchen stopped in his tracks.


Yun Qingqing hurriedly followed suit and heard someone calling her name. It was Bai An'ning.


Before Yun Qingqing could respond to Bai An'ning's words, she saw that Lu Yanchen, who had been holding onto her, was suddenly kicked away by someone.


Everything happened so quickly, and Yun Qingqing was left in a state of shock.


Until she found herself falling into warm arms, and she smelled the familiar scent of mint.


A deep and hoarse yet pleasant voice sounded in her ears.


When she looked up, Yun Qingqing saw the excessively handsome face of Sheng Ting, glowing with charm.


She smiled somewhat shyly. "CEO, you don't need to apologize. I should be the one thanking you."


Sheng Ting withdrew his hand, which had been resting on Yun Qingqing's slender waist, without a word. But his gaze was as deep as the sea.


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