"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 she was about to lose her balance, and in her heart, she believed that Sheng Ting was the best actor by far. He had always referred to her as "Secretary Yun," but this time, hearing him address her this way made her truly feel cherished.


After knocking lightly on the fitting room door, Sheng Ting asked softly, "Do you want me to come in and help you change?"


Yun Qingqing was so startled that she nearly dropped the evening gown she was holding. Thankfully, the floor was clean; otherwise, she would have had to buy this one-million-dollar gown even if she didn't want it. She clenched her teeth and replied, "No need, I'll be done soon."


As Yun Qingqing changed into the evening gown, she couldn't help but wonder why Lan Yanyan and Cui Qingxiang hadn't left yet. Did they think Sheng Ting's tongue-lashing wasn't sharp enough? Impossible. Sheng Ting's words had already shattered Lan Yanyan's heart.


This Man Is Very Experienced