"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

Yun Qingqing was truly curious about where Sheng Ting was heading in the dead of night. She had previously detected a hint of a bloody scent on him, leading her to speculate that this man was involved in some dangerous dealings. Therefore, she needed to be cautious and not put herself in harm's way.


Of course, the safest course of action would be to stay put in Sheng Manor and not follow Sheng Ting. But she couldn't do that—opportunities like this were rare!


The sound of Sheng Ting closing the door was barely audible. If Yun Qingqing hadn't been fully awake, she surely wouldn't have heard it. Swiftly, she rose and switched her phone to silent mode while approaching the bedroom door.


It was fortuitous that she was wearing sportswear as pajamas due to her recent disagreement with Sheng Ting, and she had also put on some undergarments. If she had to change clothes, Sheng Ting might have left without her knowing.


The First Time