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The Morandi color palette refers to colors with low saturation and a muted, smoky feel.
Chen Ningxi, who usually seems untouched by worldly concerns, finds herself unexpectedly moved upon meeting Cheng Qiaobei, who embodies the Morandi hues.
At their first meeting, Cheng Qiaobei is in a subordinate position, striving to meet the demands of Chen Ningxi’s client role.
Three days later, they meet again when Cheng Qiaobei is inspecting a hotel and Chen Ningxi, a VIP client, calls to make a complaint that goes directly to his office.
Two weeks later, a newly built chain hotel urgently requires electric equipment installation approval, and the responsible person is Chen Ningxi.
Cheng Qiaobei visits her for negotiations but gets caught in the middle of Chen Ningxi’s blind date, and weighing his options, he lets himself be used as a temporary shield to deflect the matchmaker.
With a glance, they fulfill each other's needs—he gets the approval, and she avoids matchmaking.
In the charade of their fake relationship, they end up truly connecting. He gets drunk, she listens earnestly; he's busy, she remains focused on her work.
He does not intrude on her, and she does not disturb him. Chen Ningxi realizes she might have found someone easy to get along with and never tires of.
Regarding love, Chen Ningxi has the ability to both love deeply and restrain herself. In terms of career, Cheng Qiaobei has the capability to conjure miracles and rise again from setbacks.
As for them, they are a couple wandering within the hues of the Morandi palette.

Fated Love With the Billionaire

"If you didn't say it, how could I pick up on the meaning?" When it came to verbal sparring, no one could match Cheng Qiaobei. "Speak with evidence—when was it? Where? What kind of information did he trade with me that would benefit me?"


Of course, there was no evidence. Everything was purely speculation based on the situation.


"Denying it so strongly—looks like you're feeling guilty," said Cheng Xiangheng, constantly watching Cheng Qiaobei's expression, trying to determine if he was lying.


To his surprise, Cheng Qiaobei was even more composed than him. "Whether I deny it or not is irrelevant now. You only trust your own judgment. Once you start suspecting me, there's no trust left between us. Whatever I say won't matter."


"How could that be? I still trust you; you're my son."


Cheng Qiaobei countered, "If you truly trusted me, I wouldn't be sitting here. That has nothing to do with whether I'm your son."


Chapter 310 Rolling Knife