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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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With her back straight and an air of determination, Yun Qingqing retorted, "Absolutely, without a doubt."

Sheng Ting nodded slightly, and then, with one hand gently gripping Yun Qingqing's slender waist and the other firmly holding the back of her head, he left her with no room to escape.

The kiss that descended from the man was dominant and unrestrained.

Ten minutes later, Yun Qingqing lightly caressed her swollen lips, her eyes burning with fury. But whenever Sheng Ting got close, she instantly relented. Her lips had barely recovered, and she didn't want to repeat the same mistake.

Seeing the unfriendly look in the man's eyes, her voice sounded hoarse as she replied, "Call me whatever you want, even 'mother-in-law' is fine."

Gently, Sheng Ting helped Yun Qingqing tidy her hair, his tone cool and clear as he asked, "What about a good morning kiss?"

Yun Qingqing, like a startled lamb, exclaimed excitedly, "That earlier kiss was more like a French kiss than a good morning one."