Winnie_D_Pooh

Mei Xing has spent two years in a loveless and unfulfilling marriage to Feng Houyi, an arrogant and self-absorbed man. Despite her efforts to make the marriage as what they portray to the public, their marriage was doomed from the start.

However, Mei Xing longs for freedom and maybe a chance at love. Her frustration forced her to take matters into her own hands and ask for a divorce.

"You won't last long before you come crawling and begging for me to take you back," Feng Houyi said.

Itching to not only prove him and her family wrong, Mei Xing left her marriage and turned deaf ears to their threats without looking back.

Time ticked by and Feng Houyi realised how serious Mei Xing was. And when words of her new flame reached his ears, his complacent turned into panic.

Can Feng Houyi change his ways and win her back? Or will his love rival seize the opportunity to sweep her off her feet?

Will Mei Xing ever regret her decision of the divorce? What are the chances that she'll survive without her family's support? And who is this new flame she has? Will he turn out to be a beacon of hope for the love she seeks or is he a reflection of the man she left behind?

Come aboard, sit back and enjoy the ride through this new story and unveil the answers you seek and satisfy your curiosity.

**Cover's not mine. All credit goes to the owner.**

Her Daring Desires

The stale scent of cigarette smoke clung to air as Mei Xing stepped out of the restaurant, her hand flying to her mouth to stifle a groan.

The weight of the confrontation lifted off her chest, the relief instant. With a shaky breath, she bent forward, her hands landing on her knees for support.

A strangled sigh escaped her lips, a punctuation mark to the emotional rollercoaster of the past hour.

"That was…" she wheezed, her voice strained. "That was intense."

Mr Han emerged beside her, his face grim. "Indeed," he agreed, casting a wary glance back at the entrance of Peixing. "Mr Feng seems to be unraveling at the seams. He is a forceful negotiator but his threats were... desperate, at best."

Straightening up, Mei Xing ran a hand through her hair, strands sticking to her forehead in the humid air. At the thought of her kiss with Lu Aotian being revealed, shame burned in her cheeks.

His Dirty Little Secret