"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

It was truly exaggerated! On Yun Qingqing's desk, there were piles of pink roses.


Sheng Ting, who was walking in front of her, naturally noticed them. He stopped in front of Yun Qingqing's desk, not saying anything, but his gaze was chilling.


Yun Qingqing shrank her neck and pitifully said, "CEO, I don't know how this happened?"


Just as she finished speaking, Yao Shuang walked over and said, "Secretary Yun, these pink roses were sent to you by male colleagues in the company. It seems that many male colleagues like you."


After her words, Yao Shuang looked at Sheng Ting, who had an icy expression, and sweetly greeted him, "Good morning, CEO."


Without even glancing at Yao Shuang, Sheng Ting pushed open the door to his office and walked in.


Yun Qingqing clenched her hands into fists and looked at Yao Shuang fiercely.


Yao Shuang spread her hands. "I just told the truth. The CEO looks very angry. Could it be that he's jealous?"


The Damned Possessiveness