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 was captivated as he slowly took Mei Xing in. She wore a pair of white sandals and a white sundress with pink peonies that flared at her hips, hugged her narrow waist and made her boobs look... so good.

He gulped at the sight of the unblemished skin of her neck adorned by a single gold chain holding a peony flower resting comfortably on her cleavage.

Her face looked more radiant and pretty– must be because she had her hair up in a slightly loose bun. Her glossy pink lip locked between her teeth as his eyes settled on them.

"Hi," he said, his voice sounding breathy.

A blush coloured the apple of Mei Xing's cheeks. She fiddled with the strings of her crop cotton jacket tied into a bow below her clothed breasts.

She had never had a man ravish her with his eyes before. She didn't know what to do or say other than to follow his lead.

Amusement or Desire?