Early in the morning, Chen Yu drove Lexi to the clinic.
He wasn't driving his little sports car, but a minivan. He would need a more spacious vehicle like this once they had kids.
The car arrived at the clinic.
Reporters were still crowded on both sides of the clinic's iron gate.
Seeing the car approach, the resourceful reporters naturally knew whose it was. They could even see who was driving through the windshield, but not a single one of them came forward.
"Why aren't you going up to interview him?" In the crowd of reporters, a middle-aged man with a side part asked the reporter next to him in accented English.
The reporter who was asked pursed his lips. "It's no use. He won't do an interview."
The middle-aged man asked, puzzled, "Then why do you guys still camp out here every day?"
You can't get an interview, yet you're here on time every day?
