"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

Sheng Ting helped Yun Qingqing up from the floor and coldly asked, "Where does it hurt?"


With her hands protecting herself, Yun Qingqing felt not only her face but her whole body heating up. She whispered, "I'm not hurt, you should leave."


"Hmm?" The icy gaze of the man swept over her.


Now, she had her hands covering her face, and Yun Qingqing wanted to find a hole to hide in and never come out.


Suddenly, the man lifted her around the waist, and she let out a startled cry.


Yun Qingqing: "Whimper, whimper, whimper!" She felt utterly ashamed.


Gently placing her on the large bed, Sheng Ting's low and husky voice sounded in her ear, "Babe, you smell so good."


Yun Qingqing, with her heart about to leap out of her chest: "..."


She quickly pulled the covers over herself, completely avoiding eye contact with Sheng Ting. She couldn't believe she had been exposed like this.


Babe, You Smell So Good