"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

Zooming in on the picture, Yun Qingqing saw Mr. Sheng holding a wine glass filled with red wine.


Xin Xia, in her straightforward manner, tasted each dish. Her eyes sparkled, and after putting down her chopsticks, she manually gave two thumbs up to Yun Qingqing.


"Madam, it's delicious. I think tonight, I can eat three bowls of rice," Xin Xia exclaimed.


Prepared with a large pot of rice, Yun Qingqing responded, "Feel free to eat. I've cooked plenty of rice."


Having already finished a bowl of bitter melon spare rib soup, Bai An'ning commented, "Qingqing, you've cured my loss of appetite."


At the law firm earlier in the day, Bai An'ning had only taken a few bites of her lunch and had no appetite at all.


Yun Qingqing brought their bowls over and served them each a large portion of rice. Knowing that Bai An'ning currently had little appetite, Yun Qingqing had specially prepared this meal for her.


My Wife Is Strict