"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

Feeling somewhat guilty, Yun Qingqing spoke softly, "Mr. Sheng, this is the gift I prepared for you."


She didn't want Sheng Ting to be disappointed, but she couldn't help feeling embarrassed about her gift. Compared to the six-figure gift he had given her, her present seemed quite inadequate. Even though she had received a 100,000 yuan bonus, she didn't want to pretend to be richer than she was by buying an expensive gift for Sheng Ting. Plus, she still owed him a lot of money, and giving him a gift wouldn't settle the debt.


After receiving the socks, Sheng Ting examined them carefully and then spoke slowly, "Thank you."


Yun Qingqing couldn't help but mentally give him two thumbs up. He was so well-mannered! When compared to the six-figure gift, he not only didn't complain but also said thank you for a pair of socks.


Sheng Ting then gently pinched her blushing face and said seriously, "It's not convenient to change now. I'll wear them tomorrow."


The Romantic Kiss