"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

Seated beside Sheng Ting, Yun Qingqing had a clear view of the events unfolding. It was Sheng Ting who accurately tossed the folder onto the head of Lu Yanchen. Despite being arch-enemies for many years, was it really necessary for Sheng Ting to act so impulsively in front of so many witnesses?


Nevertheless, Yun Qingqing silently cheered for Master Sheng's remarkable performance. It might be due to a sense of guilt or perhaps his naturally composed demeanor, but Lu Yanchen refrained from exploding in anger. Instead, he merely returned the folder to Master Sheng without a word.


Of course, Lu Yanchen missed his target and the folder landed precisely in Master Sheng's hands. There was no change in expression on Master Sheng's face. He spoke calmly and deliberately, "Mr. Lu, if you keep staring, I might just have to dig your eyes out."


Treating Her as a Precious Jewel