"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 reading the WeChat message sent by Bai An'ning, Yun Qingqing had a rather colorful phrase she wanted to express. It was just too wicked of Bai An'ning to tease her like this. Yun Qingqing took a few deep breaths and began typing at lightning speed.


​【I won't guess, I won't guess, hurry and tell me, how did he respond? Otherwise, I might crawl over from my phone and tickle you.】


Sheng Ting, who had been resting with his eyes closed, clearly sensed Yun Qingqing's anger. He opened his eyes, looking sharp and far from asleep.


He gazed at Yun Qingqing and inquired in a clear voice, "What's the matter?"


Smiling dismissively at Sheng Ting, Yun Qingqing replied deliberately, "Mr. Sheng, have you ever felt like you're suspended in mid-air, unable to go up or come down?"


Sheng Ting's tone remained calm as he answered, "No."


Yun Qingqing gritted her teeth and sneered, "Well, you're quite lucky then."


Sleeping Together