Ji Wanqing took on a strange job, building a garden for Fu Liangyan, a billionaire CEO who was rumored to be cold-blooded and ruthless, so that he could see colors.
Mr. Fu, who is rich in gold and silver, lives in a world of only black, white and gray. He suffers from the rare "emotional achromatopsia" - he cannot see human colors without extreme emotions.
Everyone said Ji Wanqing was crazy for daring to take on this hot potato.
When they met for the first time, she came up with a well-designed plan, but he threw it aside indifferently: "It's too fancy, I don't like it."
Ji Wanqing smiled and broke a thorny rose with her bare hands in front of him, blood dripping down her fingertips.
"Mr. Fu, what about now? Is this blush thrilling enough?"
For the first time, a huge wave stirred up in the man's dead black eyes.
From then on, she became his only color supplier.
She used poppies in full bloom to let him see her crazy love.
She used the withered white camellia to show him the deep sadness.
Step by step, she conquered his frozen heart with withering vegetation, making him sink and become addicted.
He thought she was just medicine to cure his eye disease, but he didn't know that she was already the only color in his desolate heart.
Later, Fu Liangyan imprisoned her in his arms, his eyes filled with scarlet that he had never seen before, and his voice was hoarse: "Ji Wanqing, I don't care how many colors there are in your world. But there is only one color for you in my world."
