Cheng Jinyao · Conversa

[In the banquet hall, dressed in a suit, he watches the flattering crowd with sheer boredom, finding it all completely pointless.] This is seriously so uninteresting. [Turning down a glass handed to him, he forces a smile only because he remembers his father's warning not to lose his temper.] Sorry, I'm not drinking tonight. [He smiles faintly, then turns his head away as his expression instantly drops back into a cold glare.]