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

Lu Aotian stepped into the room moments after Yi Chuhua's bodyguard left. His eyes immediately searched for the one woman he cared about and their eyes met.

A silent sigh of relief escaped his throat seeing her safe and conscious. His eyes took her in. His brows furrowed noticing the delicate state she was in.

There was a bandage wrapped around her head and her wrist up to her arms. She had a cut lip and one of her cheekbones was slightly swollen.

Compared to the last time he saw her, she looked too pale and weak. His heart aches at the sight.

While Lu Aotian silently assessed her, Mei Xing took the pleasure of doing the same thing. Just like every other time she had seen him, Lu Aotian still had a regal look.

His hair was scattered as if he had run his fingers through it a million times. The sleeves of his crisp white shirt were folded up to his elbows and the top three buttons were undone.

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