....... Lingling: (a small, sad smile, her voice quiet but cutting) "Perhaps the better question is this, sir-am I truly your daughter? After all these years, have I done anything to make you doubt that? Or is it you who never truly saw me as your child?" Father: (his voice rising with fury) "If you were truly my daughter, you would never defy me. You would follow my will without question, instead of chasing foolish dreams and ruining everything I've built!" ....... As the sole heir to her : would she summon the strength to defy her destiny, or remain a silent prisoner of duty, her true self forever eclipsed by expectation?