"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

So nervous! Yun Qingqing's whole body was trembling, shaking with every breath. She felt like her little heart was about to jump out of her chest, but it was as if something was blocking her throat, making it impossible for her to make a sound.


Both her hands and feet were being restrained by Sheng Ting, and Yun Qingqing felt like a lamb at the mercy of the slaughter. The man's gentle kisses landed on her neck, her collarbone... the lower he went, the more vigorously Yun Qingqing trembled.


Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table vibrated, sending a shiver down Yun Qingqing's spine. What was going on? Fortunately, it wasn't her phone vibrating.


Sheng Ting stopped kissing her and considerately helped Yun Qingqing straighten her clothes. With her hands and feet freed once again, Yun Qingqing immediately did something she had been longing to do.


Nervousness