Chapter 694 Touched

Chapter 694 Touched

His voice was low and hoarse, and the implication between his words

was extremely heavy, and his bony hand did not forget to gently pinch

her cheek, and anyway, without waiting for her to say yes or no, he got

up and directly did not give her the opportunity to answer.

The first time I saw his back to the bedroom, Camille gradually came

back to her senses, her cheeks were still a little warm from his touch,

and a delicate face was slightly stiff for a few seconds before easing

over.

His remorse was as easy as water, as if it had been said a thousand

times.

But where Camille did not see, he took a long breath, as if the words he

had just said had gathered a lot of courage, and was afraid she would

refuse, so he left without even giving her a chance to speak.

After Ayan went back to his room, Camille sat on the couch for nearly

half a minute before reacting, pursing her lips gently, but then got up

and grabbed her bag and left.

She took the elevator back to her house, and then only then sent a

message to Ayan: “I just remembered I have work to do.”

An excuse that doesn't look like an excuse, and when Ayan saw it he

was also exasperated and laughed.

But of course he chose to respect her, and for the next long time he did

not stay at the initiative Camille, if it was an evening meeting usually on

her side, so that when the time came he left.

Since she is not ready, he will wait silently and will not force her.

Ayan's behavior Camille also gradually realized, the heart can not help

but give him several points, the feeling of ease and ease without

pressure.

The Hance City Museum project has also officially begun.

The project team met with the Hance City Museum and Wind

Construction Company within two days of the dinner that night.

The curator introduced: "Mr. Evans is a graduate of the prestigious

School of Architecture, but also our museum side took a lot of effort to

find a suitable candidate, the next project will be given to Mr. Evans and

Mr. Baxter two full responsibility, and I hope you two happy

cooperation.”

Preston said with a smile, “That's natural.”

Jenson chimed in, "Of course.”

The two eyes also looked at each other across the dining table and

gave each other a slight nod as a greeting.

Although Jenson's education is extremely high, and his major is

architecture, but Preston never put him in his eyes, because Preston

thinks he is just a newcomer, even if there is a Wind Construction

Company behind him, but there is nothing great, Wind Construction

Company has been Wind Construction Company has already been

penetrated by him, just a small company, some works, although some

achievements, but that's all.

So Preston does not intend to change his previous decision, what to do

will still be done.

We all had dinner together in the evening, and it wasn't too late for the

meal to end. Camille drove back to Maple Leaves Mansion and was

stopped by Ayan.

The two went upstairs together, and Camille asked, “Is this where I'm

waiting for me specifically?"

Ayan smiled lightly, "Well, is it moving?"

Camille grunted softly and did not say anything, but he did not wait for

her on purpose, just happened to have just returned.

The Simpson Group has picked up several new projects that are

among the most profitable in the next quarter, the most important of

which is in Dane City, so Ayan needs to make a trip to Dane City

himself.

He's going to officially start getting busy next, too, and holding her hand

already, he says, "I'm going to Dane City tomorrow morning on

business, and it might take me three or five days to get back."

“Is it so sudden?" The two had stepped into the elevator, and Camille's

eyes widened subconsciously, and her words were conditioned with

surprise.

Ayan was still satisfied with her reaction and smiled lightly with hooked

lips, "What? Don't want me to go?"

Camille then realized that her reaction was a bit too big, she hastily

denied: "No, it's just a bit sudden, why didn't you tell me in advance?

Why didn't you tell me in advance? I could have given you a chance to

practice in advance!"

Ayan showed a doting smile, the elevator door also followed to open,

he led her out, smoothly lifted her hand and entered the fingerprint

unlocked into the house, the door only just closed, he has put Camille

directly against the door.

In the small space, she had no way to hide.

He looked down at the person in his arms and his voice was low:

“Trampling me? How much do you want me to go away?"

Camille raised her hand and hooked it around his neck, her watery

eyes slightly narrowed to reveal a smile as she said, "Why? I just want

you to go with a little ceremony!"

"Tsk! You'd be so nice to me?"

"Am I not good enough for you?"

"Not enough, so treat me a little better, huh?" He lowered his head

towards her, his warm nostrils close at hand, but did not fall, just stared

at her with unblinking eyes, dark eyes as if splashed with a layer of ink

and black and heavy, as if bottomless depths, just a little look will fall

uncontrollably.

Camille stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss him, but she only

nodded lightly and was ready to leave, but how could Ayan give her the

chance?

After all, she rarely takes the initiative like this, and when she catches a

chance, she won't let it go.

Ayan instructed her a lot of things and told her that she would be

chauffeured to and from work, and that this time he would only take

Kian on his business trip and leave her with a driver, plus he arranged

an assistant for her in case she needed help.

He is also from Simpson Group and has been working under Ayan for

many years, and his ability and quality are very high.

Because the next day to go on a business trip, this night Ayan tired to

the early morning after the person did not want to leave, there was a

moment he wanted to stay directly without her nod, but finally resisted.

Ayan didn't send Camille on his business trip, he left early in the

morning and sent her a message before boarding, then Camille's side

got busy too.

The office chosen for the museum side was in the Hance City Museum

Center building, and nearly ten people, including Camille, arrived one

after another.

We already met last night, so there's no need to introduce ourselves

again.

Jenson, as the specific person in charge of the Hance City Museum,

gave a detailed explanation to the architects and Preston, saying, "I

think we all know the initiative this time, everything is based on

innovation and novelty, but in the premise of innovation and novelty, we

cannot lose the dignified style of the museum, because This is not

corporate and personal, the design style represents the image of

Hance City, we are to show to the public, so please give me a draft of

the architectural design that you think is possible within two days for the

architects here.”

Jenson's message was clear: all five architects present needed to give

a draft design.

This is obviously fair for everyone.

All the architects in the room looked at each other, but none of them

said anything because they were clear that their top boss was Preston,

which was what Preston had hinted at the beginning.

Jenson, who could not get a response, also frowned slightly, his face

revealed a few light smiles and asked, "Why is everyone not talking? Is

there any opinion about my arrangement?"

Louise was the first to say, "I'd like to hear from Mr. Baxter, because Mr.

Evans and Mr. Baxter are both project leaders, and it's important that

Mr. Baxter speaks up, right?"

Jenson nodded, his eyebrows raised slightly, his manner always gentle

and humble: "Mr. Baxter, what do you think of my meaning?"

Preston then raised his eyes to meet Jenson's gaze, he said: "Mr.

Evans is very thoughtful, but I think this is too slow, I think we should

choose an architect representative, the representative of the main

architect, several other architects for the auxiliary architects, so with the

match is not better? "

After Preston's words, Jenson was also briefly silent, and then nodded:

"Mr. Baxter is right, it is me who is thinking too one-sidedly.”

"Why not? We are just for the project, since Mr. Evans agrees with me,

let's pick an architect representative, who do you think is suitable, Mr.

Evans?"

"Mr. Baxter what do you think?"

Preston's gaze circled around and finally his eyes landed on Camille.