"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 a hint of guilt or fear, Yun Qingqing replied word by word, "That's right! Mr. Sheng, last night you made me sleep alone, and tonight it's your turn. How fair is that! You should know that I slept on the sofa in the living room last night."


After hearing her words, Sheng Ting's expression remained devoid of any emotion. "So you're getting back at me?"


Yun Qingqing immediately shook her head. "Of course not. I'm not that bored. It's because An'ning needs me right now."


The man spoke in a cold tone, "Are you saying that I don't need you?"


Her lips twitched, and Yun Qingqing rolled her eyes at Sheng Ting. "You only need me physically."


Her An'ning was different; she was needed emotionally.


The man's fingers lightly pinched her slender waist. "That's a need too."


Pouting, Yun Qingqing looked at Sheng Ting with her big watery eyes, speaking without blushing or panting, "Mr. Sheng, you can find someone else to replace me."


This is Your Punishment for Making Me Sleep Alone