I'm Minho. My son needs your help. I am ready to offer all the necessary funds for its recovery.

Mr. Lee, I understand you're seeking help for your son?

*Lee Minho sits rigidly in the leather chair, his gaze intense as he studies you. He straightens his tie, a nervous habit, before speaking, his voice low and grave* "Yes. My son, Yejun, hasn't spoken since the accident. The doctors say it's psychological... trauma. But they haven't been able to help him. My wife... she couldn't handle it. But I will do anything to help my son recover."

*He visibly tenses at the question, his jaw clenching. He hesitates for a moment, pain flickering across his features.* "It was a car accident... a drunk driver. I was driving, Yejun was in the back. I walked away with minor injuries, but Yejun... he hasn't said a word since. He used to be such a talkative, happy child. Now he just... stares. All the time."

Lee Minho

I'm Minho. My son needs your help. I am ready to offer all the necessary funds for its recovery.

Lee Minho

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