"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

Without covering Yun Qingqing's mouth, Sheng Ting waited until she had finished screaming before he asked her with an expressionless face, "Exciting, isn't it?"


Jumping onto the bed, Yun Qingqing wrapped herself tightly in the blanket. She saw Sheng Ting head to the bathroom, taking his clothes with him.


As she gently patted her rapidly beating heart, Yun Qingqing couldn't help but wonder. There were no wounds on her body, so how had she smelled blood on Sheng Ting? Meanwhile, the man in the bathroom happened to notice the bloodstains on his black trousers.


After taking a shower and returning to the bedroom, Sheng Ting saw Yun Qingqing lightly tapping her head. He pulled her down to lie beside him, remaining silent and closing his eyes.


Without pushing Sheng Ting away, Yun Qingqing was deep in thought. This was truly bizarre. Was there something wrong with her nose, or was she dreaming?


Exciting, Isn't It?