"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 an assistant, Xu Lin knew he had overstepped, but he couldn't simply stand by and watch as Sheng Ting's actions grew increasingly bizarre. Without opening his eyes, the stern Sheng Ting inquired in a frigid tone, "Do you also want to go to Africa?"


Xu Lin indeed exited the vehicle, not in anger but with a sense of helplessness. If time could turn back, he would certainly have taken a different path, avoiding the collision between Yun Qingqing's electric scooter and Sheng Ting's car. Unfortunately, there were no 'ifs.'


Before reaching the staircase, Yun Qingqing spotted Xu Lin and greeted him with a sunny smile. "Assistant Xu, you're so kind, waiting for me here."


Xu Lin accepted the small suitcase from Yun Qingqing and replied, "It's my pleasure, Secretary Yun. Is there anything else you need to bring?"


Yun Qingqing shook her head, saying, "No, everything I own is in this suitcase." When she divorced, she left with nothing.


Forgotten Attire