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My Ex-Husband's Arch-Enemy in Love with Me

"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..."

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You're Not Even Willing to Touch

Not only did Yun Qingqing's hand freeze, but her entire body stiffened. She stammered, "You, you let go..."

Too hot! As soon as Sheng Ting released her hand, she quickly withdrew it. She dared not look at Sheng Ting and even the tips of her ears turned red.

Sheng Ting, on the other hand, exuded a chilling aura from head to toe and spoke in a cold tone, "You're not even willing to touch."

The fact was right in front of her. Feeling guilty, Yun Qingqing hid her head under the thin blanket.

Pulling the blanket down, Sheng Ting's slightly cool hand captured her chin. "Are you still angry?"

Afraid that Sheng Ting might hold her hand and do something inappropriate again if she admitted she was angry, Yun Qingqing shook her head without speaking. She just gazed at Sheng Ting with moist eyes.

Perhaps because she had shown a better attitude, Sheng Ting withdrew his hand and asked, "Why were you crying earlier?"

Yun Qingqing thought for a moment. "Well, I was a bit touched."