"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

With his hands crossed in front of him, Mr. Sheng's face displayed no emotion, but his imposing presence was overwhelming. "Are you trying to default on your debt?"


Swallowing hard, Yun Qingqing couldn't control her anxiety. "I-I'm not, please don't accuse innocent people."


His long and powerful fingers grasped the delicate chin of the beauty, and Mr. Sheng spoke slowly, "Then what do you owe me?"


Yun Qingqing blinked her eyes several times at the man and spoke softly, "I owe you a lot of money."


Yun Qingqing's tone was resolute, "Nothing else."


She wasn't going to let him take advantage of her. Deliberately slowing down his speech, the man whispered into her ear, one word at a time, "Throw yourself into my arms."


Her face turned crimson, but Yun Qingqing's voice remained firm. "I've already thrown myself into your arms."


Mr. Sheng's gaze turned icy. "Are you sure?"


Can't Sleep, So Let's Do Something Else