Chapter 51. Go Wash Your Hands

Jessie drew her mind back from her recalling and said, “Didn’t you want to see my father?”

“Sure, I did,” Tristan said without hesitation.

“You know, in my dad’s personality, he will not have the chance to meet you in private once he starts working. You are a businessman. It is most natural that you consider it from the point of business.”

Tristan didn’t say anything, and tacitly admitted this explanation for him.

“It is the same from my point of view. There is a chance I can do something for you.”

He turned to see Jessie and heard her continue, “It is a value that one can use.” She laughed it off.

Tristan extinguished his cigarette and threw it into the dustbin by the road.

“If you need any help, don’t hesitate to let me know.” He didn’t wait for her reply and walked to the car.

Jessie waited until the sound of the car engine disappeared and sighed. People said women were fickle, but men were even more fickle than women.

Tristan