"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

Looking at her "masterpiece," Yun Qingqing expressed great satisfaction. Even a provoked rabbit might bite!


Sheng Ting gently touched the spot on his neck where Yun Qingqing had kissed with vigor, his deep eyes as profound as the sea. He nodded slightly, and his low and captivating voice sounded, "Satisfied."


Being this wild was what made it exciting. His Qiao was indeed wild enough.


Yun Qingqing examined her work and was quite satisfied. The rabbit might bite when provoked, after all.


While she was lost in her thoughts, Sheng Ting suddenly had her lie down on the bed and pinned her beneath him.


With a look of horror on her face, Yun Qingqing covered her neck. "What are you going to do?"


Impulse was the devil, and Yun Qingqing was starting to regret it.


The man's gaze was cold, and his tone was indifferent. "Let you be satisfied too."


Yun Qingqing quickly shook her head. "No need, I'm already satisfied as it is now."


The man looked at her fair and delicate neck. "Hmm?"


So Wild, It's Exciting