"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 felt like crawling in immediately. Sheng Ting glanced at the intimate wear she was holding in her hands. It was purple. His Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze deep. He wanted to see her wear it!


Though she wore a mask, Yun Qingqing's face turned crimson at the thought. With no way to hide, she had to buy them, and she had never felt this embarrassed before.


As if an eternity had passed, she finally reached the checkout counter, trembling as she placed the purple intimate wear on it. The cashier looked at Yun Qingqing with envy and cautiously asked, "May I take a picture with your boyfriend?"


Yun Qingqing's lips twitched several times, her voice hoarse. "He's not my boyfriend. Ask him yourself."


The cashier girl immediately beamed with a smile, happy that it wasn't her boyfriend. Holding her phone, she sweetly asked Sheng Ting, her voice flirtatious, "Sir, can I take a picture with you?"


Sheng Ting, mature and composed, replied, "Do you want to die? I can make it happen."


Wanna See Her Have It On