"Dad come on!" Jina pulled her dad's sleeve. Minho had already changed into a V-neck t-shirt and baggy pants, all ready to go to bed when Jina barged into his room and pulled him out of there.
"What happened?" he asked warily.
"I need help in Maths," she explained.
"Why don't you ask your Lady Cop to solve it?" he asked irritably. He was annoyed at Gayoon for not getting the hint and going off to sleep with Jina. It was not like he was about to do anything to her...yet.
"She's as bad in maths as I am," Jina revealed.
So that's where Jina gets her lack of talent in maths from, he snickered inwardly. Trying to suppress his smile, he followed his daughter to her room. Gayoon was sitting at the desk, unusually still.
"I heard you're terrible at maths," Minho said bluntly. "How do you even solve cases without that basic knowledge?"
