The scrolling electronic screen displayed the names of patients along with some real-time messages.
Children were crying loudly, elderly people sighed in dismay, and sleazy middle-aged men cursed at others. The clamor of voices was everywhere, making it particularly distressing.
Shen Chi frowned, his face reluctant.
Shen Chi, are you going or not? If you're not going, then let's sit down and discuss the divorce first. This first clause of the divorce...
Fine, fine, I'll go. A wife's words must be heeded, he answered.
Good, go and get a number first, Xu Chaomu finally said, satisfied, directing him.
Mumu, you sit there and wait for me. I'll come to find you after I finish the paperwork, Shen Chi pointed to a vacant seat nearby.
Alright, but be quick. Who knows, I might spot a handsome guy and run away with him, she retorted.
I don't think anyone could be more handsome than me, he boasted.
Pfff, are you going to get in line or not? Are you going or not? Go or not!
