"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

As Yun Qingqing helplessly watched Ma Qianmiao lock the door of the cubicle, she was utterly stunned, forgetting to intervene as she should have. It was Ma Qianmiao who broke the silence first.


"I... I can't believe you're like this," she said, her hands shielding herself, and her speech becoming somewhat stuttered.


"W-what kind of person... Secretary Ma, I... I'm into men," Yun Qingqing stammered.


She never expected Ma Qianmiao, who rarely spoke, to act so audaciously, even more so than Sheng Ting.


Without saying a word, Ma Qianmiao simply pulled her into the small cubicle. With her head lowered, Ma Qianmiao spoke softly, almost in a whisper.


"Then, Secretary Ma, why did you pull me in here?" Yun Qingqing's voice was also lowered, fearing that people outside might misunderstand her relationship with Ma Qianmiao.


As if summoning great courage, Ma Qianmiao raised her head and looked at Yun Qingqing.


She's Back