"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, who had theoretical knowledge but lacked practical experience, blushed bright red. "You, you should release me, and also, maintain a distance of at least three meters from me."


Sheng Ting naturally didn't let go of Yun Qingqing. Forget about keeping a three-meter distance; currently, they were probably not even an inch apart. His voice, right next to Yun Qingqing's ear, sounded a bit huskier than usual.


"Wife, you lit the fire, so of course, you have to put it out."


Not only did her face feel warm, but Yun Qingqing also felt warm all over her body. Blame herself. She had forgotten that this man couldn't withstand 'activity' early in the morning.


Lightly patting her highly heated face, Yun Qingqing said with a wry smile, "Mr. Sheng, your stamina is quite impressive! You spent the entire night 'putting out the fire' with a certain gentleman, and now you want to continue 'putting out the fire.' I think this is very dangerous for you and can make you sick."


You Lit the Fire in Me, So You Have to Put It Out