"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

As she had only unbuttoned two buttons, Yun Qingqing's hand was caught by Sheng Ting. Her lips had also moved away from his. With a moist gaze, she coquettishly said, "I want to unbutton all the buttons, let go of my hand."


Sheng Ting gently shook his head. He wanted Yun Qingqing to sit on the couch, but she clung to him tightly. Pouting, Yun Qingqing asked somewhat irritably, "What do you mean by shaking your head?"


His voice was cold as he replied near her ear, "It means I don't want you to unbutton them. Who told you to look down on me?"


Yun Qingqing was taken aback for a moment. "Nonsense, I didn't look down on you."


"Yes, you did. You didn't tell me where you were going, which means you're looking down on me," Sheng Ting said, one word at a time.


Suddenly, Yun Qingqing felt like a row of black crows was flying in front of her eyes. She lightly pursed her lips. "But you were also at Star River. Don't tell me it's just a coincidence."


Very Intimate Matters