"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

After listening to Xu Lin's words, Sheng Ting directly crushed the pen in his hand.


Unlocking his phone, Sheng Ting dialed Mu Mingyu's number...


Not long after, at her desk near the CEO's office, Yun Qingqing heard her phone ring. She had to dig through a pile of documents to find her phone.


Seeing "Mu Mingyu" displayed on her phone screen, Yun Qingqing was a bit hesitant to answer. She hadn't started her task to supervise Sheng Ting's medication today.


Sitting up straight and taking a deep breath, Yun Qingqing pressed the answer button.


"Little Yun, did Mr. Sheng take his medicine properly today?"


"No, Dr. Mu, I really can't do it. Please find someone else!"


"Little Yun, how can you give up on yourself so easily? I believe you can do it."


"Dr. Mu, I refuse your motivational speech."


"How about this, can you do me a favor? I'll treat you to some real chicken soup."


Using Small Fists to Beat His Heart