For the first time, work came to mind in Berlin.

He was surprised, and naturally opened the text message.

"Big boss, is it convenient to see you tomorrow? I'd like to talk to you about us. Huang Yajun's text message was very brief.

Our business?

But it was Berlin who looked at it, dumbfounded.

What can he and Huang Yajun do?

He was confused... But after being confused, Berlin's face suddenly became a little unpleasant. He remembered that although the afternoon had been a bland exchange, she had given him a meaningful look...

Berlin panicked, he wouldn't have anything to do with her, would he?

No, no, no... No way. After suffering from Le Yao in the future, how could he still make such a mistake? He believes that such a possibility does not exist.

Berlin rejects this idea.

However, no matter how much he tried to comfort himself, Berlin's heart could not settle down... More and more worried. No, Fang Yuan said it right? Bringing this ethos yourself?

After struggling for a long time, Berlin sent the word 'good' to Huang Yajun with difficulty, determined the time, and decided to meet tomorrow to explore the situation.

Maybe... Maybe it's just that I'm really thinking too much. After all, it's not good to say things at work, in case it's a resignation, in case it's a raise, and whether there was a commitment to her in the first place...

This night is destined to be irritable... It was like this restless rain that annoyed him.

Lin Manman's illness, Huang Yajun's sudden text message, Chen Kexin's aunt's matter... Berlin found that with money, the countless troubles never diminished...

He had a puzzle inexplicably.

Why is that?

Isn't this the future that he has changed again after careful consideration?

Isn't it better than a second future?

How, is this the case?

Wrong.. It's not without goodness. Berlin thought about it carefully, now it has more money, better houses, and a qualitative leap in living conditions. Perhaps, in fact, his relationship with Jiang Ran is as harmonious as the second future, Zhao Ruiming, Fang Yuan, have always been happy. Merely... Did he happen to run into these unpleasant?

The night is getting deeper...

Tiredness began to cage Berlin.

Is it really like what Jiang Ran said, the beauty is just the surface?

Chen Kexin leaned sideways...

Berlin knew she hadn't slept.

"Kexin." Berlin Road.

"Huh?" Chen Kexin opened his eyes.

"I'll go with you tomorrow to see my aunt..."