"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

Running into the restroom directly, Yun Qingqing could see that the person being attacked by a group was Ma Qianmiao. Without a word, she grabbed a nearby mop and rushed over.


Three individuals were attacking Ma Qianmiao in total. Yun Qingqing couldn't discern their identities, but she knew they were from the Secretariat. Without any specific fighting techniques, she simply wielded the mop, relentlessly smashing it onto the attackers.


The three individuals, who had realized they were under attack, immediately fought back. Ma Qianmiao, soaking wet and crouched on the ground, saw Yun Qingqing coming to her aid and stood up, leaning against the wall. She grabbed an empty bucket and threw it at Zhao Congrong. Then, the five of them engaged in a brawl.


Disheveled Attire