Crista stood up, her gaze not leaving the middle-aged man before her. She was stunned into speechlessness. "You're Crista, aren't you?" Adrian was excited, surprised, and disbelieving at the same time. "Yes, I am." Crista hadn't expected to meet Adrian on the next day after she returned. "Hello, Mr. Yu," she said politely. Adrian hadn't expected to see her again. It had been more than two years, and he had thought that something bad had happened to Crista. "So you are still alive," he said, his voice joyful. Crista nodded. She had only met Adrian a few times and they weren't that familiar with each other. But the way Adrian looked at her confused her to no end. "Are you free now? Can I buy you a cup of tea?" he asked, looking at her with hopeful eyes. Crista looked at her watch before nodding and saying, "Okay." She couldn't refuse his polite invitation. To her, so far at least, Adrian was a good man. They got into the car and
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