My absurd experiences in North America over the years

The exit area is not as chaotic as a typical airport.

There were no taxi drivers soliciting passengers, no family members holding up notes to pick up passengers, and no passengers squatting in twos and threes in the corner smoking.

A red cordon separated the area to the left of the exit, and two men in dark suits stood outside the cordon.

They wore silver badges on their chests, stood upright with their hands folded in front of their abdomens, and their eyes warily scanned everyone who came out of the exit.

Li Fu did not stop walking, but his gaze lingered on the two people for a moment.

They are probably not airport security personnel. Their posture and gaze suggest they are law enforcement officers, or at least have worked in law enforcement agencies.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately became wary.

"Mr. Li?"

At that moment, the two people came to greet them.

Li Fu nodded slightly.

"Please come with me, Miss Forrest is waiting for you."

The other party suddenly became very respectful and polite.

They didn't call her Miss Lucy, they called her Miss Forrest.

This title carries a sense of distance, but also shows respect for those in a superior position.

Li Fu lowered his guard slightly and followed the other person through the cordon, along a passage temporarily separated by bollards, towards the depths of the parking lot.

Another man in a suit followed behind, keeping a distance of three steps, neither too close nor too far.

This isolation zone is a temporary structure.

It was actually to make it easier to welcome his arrival.

Deep inside the parking lot, a black Lincoln Continental was parked in the innermost parking space, with two men in identical suits standing on either side.

The license plate wasn't a typical Tennessee plate; it was white with black lettering and a silver star in the upper left corner, which was the state government's logo.

The car was still running, and the taillights glowed a dark red in the night.

The rear door was pushed open from the inside.

Lucy Forrest got out of the car.

She was wearing a dark navy cashmere coat with straight shoulders, a fitted cut, and a length that reached her calves, cinched at the waist with a matching belt.

Her blonde hair was no longer loose, but tied up and secured with a dark hairpin, revealing her slender neck and two small pearl earrings on her earlobes.

Li Fu barely recognized him.

It wasn't because Lucy had changed; it was because she had never appeared in front of him like this before.

In Los Angeles, she was the girl who wore a sundress and drank Old Fashioned drinks in a bar, the sexy and innocent girl who snuggled on the sofa watching a movie.

The person standing in front of him now is the daughter of the Forrest family.

Lucy only had a faint smile on her face.

This is not indifference, but a trained calmness displayed in public.

However, something was churning in her light blue eyes, like a lake in winter, its surface frozen, but the water beneath flowing silently and violently.

"Li, come over here," she said, her voice slightly higher than it had been on the phone.

There was no small talk or greeting like "You've arrived" or "It's been a long time."

Li Fu stood in front of her, less than two meters away. He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, a baseball cap pulled low, and sunglasses perched on his nose. He carried an old hiking backpack and stood out from the group of people in suits around him.

Like a passerby who wandered onto the wrong film set.

He took off his sunglasses and pushed his baseball cap up, revealing his handsome eyebrows and features.

"Lucy... how have you been!"

He spoke slowly, his tone carrying a certain indescribable emotion.

The eyelids of the two men in suits next to him suddenly twitched, probably because he had called Miss Forrest by her first name.

Lucy's eyes lingered on his face for a long time, first sweeping over his eyebrows and forehead, then his cheeks, and finally settling on his eyes.

"Get in the car!" She turned around, opened the car door, and gestured for them to get in.

The two men in suits were startled and quite puzzled. What did this young man surnamed Li have that made Miss Forrest personally open the car door for him?

Li Fu bent down and sat in the back seat with a swift movement.

Lucy opened the other car door and sat down beside him.

The car was spacious, with soft leather seats, the air conditioning was at a perfect temperature, and there was a faint fragrance in the air, as if someone had deliberately sprayed perfume.

Rather, it's the kind of scent that lingers after being in an enclosed space for a long time and used by people for an extended period.

The driver closed the car door, and a security guard in a suit and tie sat in the front passenger seat.

The partition glass in the back seat is raised, turning the back of the vehicle into a private space.

Lucy sat on the left and Li Fu on the right, with a distance of half a meter between them.

As the vehicle drove out of the airport area, Nashville receded into the night outside the window, a stark contrast to the neon-lit cityscape of Los Angeles.

The streetlights are sparse here, and the buildings on both sides are not tall. Occasionally, you pass a church with its lights on, its white spire shining like a needle in the darkness.

"Are you alright?" Lucy turned to look at him and spoke first.

"No, I told you I'm a professional," Li Fu said with a smile and a shrug, deliberately appearing relaxed.

"Even if you're a professional, could you at least tell me beforehand about something this big?" Lucy's tone carried a hint of reproach.

She was actually very touched.

Even family revenge is not as thorough or direct as Li Fu's.

The moment she heard the news, she was truly afraid that something might happen to Li Fu. The Winslop family was nothing, but Goldstein was a big shot.

"I..." Even with his silver tongue, Li Fu didn't know how to respond at this moment.

He never imagined that the two of them would meet again in this way.

Lucy's fingers tightened on the hem of her coat, her knuckles turning white.

"Do you think we'll never see each other again? Or will knowing about you and Gal Gadot completely end our relationship?"

Still here.

Li Fu had absolutely no idea how to answer.

What could he say?

He said he guessed from the beginning that Gadot was deliberately seducing him under someone's orders, and that he wanted to use Gadot to track down Goldstein, and in the end, he just went along with it to put that person at ease.

If I'm not mistaken, that person is your brother.

If your brother is worried, no one knows what will happen in the future.

These... are mostly true.

However, if you really say that, it sounds more like you're shirking responsibility for your own indulgence.

He was indeed not very confident about their future.

"Don't underestimate my resolve," Lucy said, gently stroking his brow where a faint scar lay. "I know what Cole did, and I know what you're thinking. I don't care about any of that..."

Li Fu's Adam's apple bobbed, but he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Lucy was absolutely wonderful to him.

At this moment, the Forrest family's daughter grasped his hand and pressed it against her chest. "You have twice risked your life for me. No one else can take your place here. Please, never underestimate yourself!"