Chapter 679 Raijin

Chapter 679 Raijin

When she saw Kian, Camille nodded her head in greeting, "Kian!"

Kian also greeted immediately, "Mrs. Simpson, are you on your way

out?"

"Hmm." Camille whispered in response.

Kian's eyes glittered with surprise, because yesterday all day had not

seen Camille, Ayan is also did not take the initiative to ask Camille, not

even verbal hints to let him give Camille a call, so Kian's heart rose

speculation.

These two are not having a fight, are they?

But if it's a fight, Ayan should be in a bad mood, right?

But the whole day yesterday Ayan seemed to be in a good mood, no,

can not be described as very good, should be said very happy, face

flooded with mildness let Kian have more than once silently asked

himself, he can not be mistaken, right?

At this moment Kian also noticed that Camille's eyes were wavering,

seemingly afraid to look directly at him, was there something wrong?

Kian asked in a low voice, "Mrs. Simpson, are you going out here?"

"Well, went out for a little something.”

“It's lunchtime, and Mr. Simpson hasn't eaten yet, so would Mrs.

Simpson like to accompany Mr. Simpson for a quick lunch before he

goes to work? I've just prepared a meal for two."

"No!" Camille refused quickly.

Kian looked at her in disbelief, wasn't her reaction a little too strong?

Camille just smiled and said lightly, “I have a lunch date with someone

and I need to talk about something, so I won't eat with him, so you

should send him up the food quickly.”

Kian said no more and just nodded his head in response.

Camille asked in passing, "Didn't you arrange for your aunt to come

over and cook? Why do you have to prepare lunch again?"

"Mr. Simpson sent a message early yesterday morning for me and my

cooking aunt not to have to come over yesterday morning, and last

night Mr. Simpson said it wasn't too convenient to have an aunt over to

cook, so he didn't call out to the aunt.”

"Okay, I got it, so go ahead! I'm leaving too." Only after Kian's words,

Camille had already responded immediately, and then without even

looking back, she directly brushed past Kian and got into her car to fly

away.

Kian told Ayan about this scene as well. He was so focused on talking

that he didn't notice the change in Ayan's expression, and he was still

guessing: "Mr. Simpson, Mrs. Simpson didn't encounter something, did

she? Do you need me to arrange someone to check it out?"

"No need." The scene that Kian just described came to Ayan's mind,

the corner of his mouth was a light smile if not a smile, and his

eyebrows were mild.

Kian noticed and was unexpectedly stunned.

Whispered the question, "Mr. Simpson, are you all right?"

Ayan subconsciously frowned, his gaze also became warm, he swept

an expressionless glance at Kian, and his tone did not sound the

slightest bit warm: "I'm fine, you're not?"

Kian shook his head, "I'm fine too."

He felt from the bottom of his heart that his Mr. Simpson and Mrs.

Simpson were hiding something from him.

Did something happen in the last two days?

But every day since Ayan was hospitalized, he was there, and did not

see any big clues, ah, the only absence was yesterday morning, the

whole morning, or specially arranged that he did not need to come, so

what happened yesterday morning that he did not know?

The more Kian thought about it, the more confused he became, but the

only thing he could be sure of was that it certainly wasn't because of a

fight.

He pursed his lips and took a silent breath, secretly bellyaching, "Mr.

Simpson's business is less of a concern.”

So he did not continue to think about it, but immediately opened the

rice to Ayan, and then gave Ayan a report on his work while Ayan was

eating.

Kian said, "Mr. Simpson, the Hance City Museum is looking for a

partner company to expand the museum, and the director of the

museum called today and wants the Simpson Group to be in charge of

the project, do you want to take it?"

"Museum curator and Simpson Group has had several cooperation,

can personally call want to give this matter to Simpson Group

compared to also very important, Simpson Group in the past six

months too many things happened, if such a large project in the name

of Simpson Group in the next follow-up do not know What will

happen?"

Ayan slightly wrinkled his brow, he chewed and ate his food slowly, and

a new thought came to him deep in his mind.

He put down the dishes and looked warmly at Kian as he said, "Have

you gotten all the companies I asked you to register earlier under the

Simpson Group and the Simpson family that have nothing to do with

each other?"

Kian's face froze, but also immediately responded: "done, I used the

name of a distant relative who does not have any relationship with us

and will not pose any threat, the other party is simple ordinary people,

not much awareness of this, so no one will suspect, and I have also

instructed well, even if the investigation will not ask any useful things. "

"Since it's done, take over the project with this company, and make it

clear to the curator's side that it has nothing to do with Simpson Group,

but Simpson Group can do the guarantee, but this guarantee can't be

known by too many people, and it's best if only he himself knows."

"Okay, I get it."

"Well, go make the arrangements!"

Kian nodded.

Kian's registered company is Wind Construction Company.

Although Simpson Group also has a dedicated construction

department, the Simpson Group tree is too big, and because of

Preston, Ayan cannot take risks with Simpson Group, so he can only

adopt this approach.

Of course, this is only one aspect, there is a more important point, can

not be revealed for the time being, when the time is ripe, the Yuan

Assembly will help him a lot.

This matter only Ayan and Kian two people know, even the Simpsons

do not know.

So no one could think that a vacant construction company would have

a relationship with Ayan.

Even if the guess is made, there is no evidence to prove it.

After Ayan ate, he took his phone and looked at it without any message

from Camille.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally

sent a message to Camille.

Camille, who received his message, had just finished ordering with

Yessica. As Yessica was talking, Camille's phone dinged, and she was

unprepared to pick it up.

Ayan asked, "How long are you going to avoid me? Do you think I don't

want to be responsible for me because I didn't look for you?"

Responsible?

Responsible for him?

Why does it sound as if he is still losing money?

Camille's eyes stared blankly at the passage, and the expression on

her face was stony to the core.

She pursed her lips, a face as indifferent as ice, and her heart was

even more furiously sarcastic: "How shameless!!!"

Yessica finished her sentence without hearing Camille's response, and

then noticed that Camille's face was slightly stiffened and seemed to be

filled with discontented sulking, Yessica asked in a low voice: "Cami,

are you okay? Is there something wrong with what I just said?"

Camille then raised her eyes to look at Yessica, and she hurriedly said,

“No, it's not you, it's a cheeky rascal who sent a message that was so

unreasonable.”

“Is a thick-skinned rascal? That's pretty unreasonable. To deal with a

thick-skinned person, you have to be more thick-skinned than him."

Yessica immediately gave advice.