Heart-Painting: Short Stories

I paint people's faces, but I paint their hearts. ------ Jiang Lin can learn what someone is thinking by painting them, but she never expected to run into the personality-splitting Wang Zhaosheng while fleeing an arranged marriage. One side is an iceberg, the other warm and gentle. Jiang Lin wonders: Which version of him in her paintings is the real one? Wang Zhaosheng smiles. "No need to wonder. The real me is the one you'll meet on our wedding night."

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