"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

Gently pinching Yun Qingqing's chin to prevent her from continuing to kiss, Sheng Ting's voice was slightly huskier than usual as he said, "Don't be in a hurry; let's take our time."


Yun Qingqing's face turned so red it seemed like it could drip blood. She stammered, "...I'm not in a hurry!"


Sheng Ting lightly curved his lips, then he lifted Yun Qingqing in his arms. Startled, the charming beauty quickly wrapped her arms around his neck. Without giving her a chance to speak, Sheng Ting carried her into the bathroom.


Placing her securely on the glass countertop, Yun Qingqing tugged at the open black shirt the man was wearing and anxiously said, "Mr. Sheng, I've already taken a bath."


Yes, she thought that Sheng Ting had brought her into the bathroom to take a bath together.


With a soft "Mm," the man elegantly removed the black shirt.


No Need to Hurry, and Let's Take Our Time