On the rooftop.
"Chen Zheng, I've warned you countless times. You're just an ignorant young man, exactly like your father was," Ma Wenyuan said, slowly shaking his head and sighing deeply. "You always have this inexplicable confidence, and it will be your downfall."
"Back then, I told him he had to give up on your mother. There was no need to pester her relentlessly. Their family would never have allowed them to stay together! But he wouldn't believe me, no matter what. And what was the result?" As he finished, Ma Wenyuan's face was filled with mockery.
"You have no right to criticize my father!" Chen Zheng gritted his teeth. "You have one chance. Tell me what happened back then, or I will make you regret ever being born!"
"You've already lost. You don't have that right," Ma Wenyuan huffed. "The best choice for you now—the best possible outcome—is to die right here in front of me. Otherwise, your future will be even more miserable!"
