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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..."

COL+ Dang Hong Yu Yuan · Thành thị
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The Kiss

Her whole body stiffened; Yun Qingqing had heard what Sheng Ting had just said very clearly. She didn't know who Qiao was, but she guessed that it was probably the person closest to Sheng Ting, his "white moonlight," or perhaps even the mother of his child.

Even though she had been married for two years, this was the first time she had been held so tightly by a man. Not only was her face warm, her whole body felt hot. She tried with all her might to pry Sheng Ting's hand away from her waist, but it was of no use. The man continued to hold her tightly.

Taking a sharp breath, Yun Qingqing didn't turn to look at Sheng Ting. They were too close, and she was afraid that if she turned her head, she might accidentally kiss him, making things worse. She cleared her throat and struggled to keep herself calm.

"Seventh Master Sheng, I'm not Qiao. Can you please let go?"

"No."

Yun Qingqing: ...