Youngjae gulped when he saw Min Jee approaching with pale skin. Traces of tears dried on her cheeks, and her gaze felt lost. He blocked her way and held her shoulders to stop her from going farther. Min Jee didn’t meet his worried eyes and shoved his hands.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

“I want to see him.”

“He is still being interrogated.”

“Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?”

“Why should I tell you he’s the person of interest? So you can save his ass? I will never allow that.”

“You are being too much.”

“Too much?” Youngjae snorted and placed his hands on his waist. “I was...