"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

After meticulously searching the entire CEO's office twice, Yun Qingqing was genuinely puzzled. Her workstation was right at the entrance to the CEO's office, and she was sure that Sheng Ting hadn't left.


With a fierce grind of her teeth, Yun Qingqing arrived at the door of Sheng Ting's resting room. Although she had been in there to clean before, she had hardly ever seen Sheng Ting resting inside. Besides, it was just the beginning of the workday; it wasn't time for a break yet!


Holding her breath, Yun Qingqing raised her hand and lightly knocked on the door of the resting room. There was no response. After a moment, she knocked harder, but still no response. Her hand rested on the door handle, and she tried turning it. It wasn't locked.


"CEO, are you there?" While saying this, Yun Qingqing entered the resting room.


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