103: The night before the storm

Lin Feng held Yoona's hand and walked out of Los Angeles International Airport without looking back.

The flashing lights and the shouts of the reporters behind them were completely shut out by the automatic doors.

In the parking lot, that black sports car was still parked diagonally in its original spot.

Lin Feng pulled open the car door, let Yoona sit in first, and then got into the driver's seat himself.

"Vroom—"

The engine let out a low growl once more, and the car smoothly drove out of the parking lot, merging into the early morning traffic.

Inside the car, it was quiet.

Yoona took off her sunglasses, and her eyes, swollen from crying, stared unblinkingly at the scenery receding rapidly outside the window.

The sky over Los Angeles had already begun to turn the color of a fish's belly.

They returned to Lin Feng's apartment.

"Click."

The heavy door was closed.

All the noise of the outside world and all the prying eyes were completely shut out at this moment.

The apartment was very quiet, with only the sound of two people's light breathing.

Yoona stood in the entryway, feeling a bit lost.

Her emotions still hadn't completely settled.

That desperate scene at the airport kept replaying in her mind.

Her heart was filled with an immense sense of being moved.

But following that was an even deeper concern.

She looked at Lin Feng, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

"Lin Feng... we..."

"Is this... really okay?"

Her voice carried a hint of uncontrollable trembling and grievance.

"Those news reports... your team... your Agent..."

"Am I... have I caused you trouble again?"

She was afraid of becoming a burden to him, of being the final straw that broke him.

Lin Feng didn't speak.

He walked up to Yoona, reached out, and gently cupped her tear-streaked face.

His thumb tenderly caressed the corners of her eyes, where tear stains still lingered.

He didn't try to explain the messy news reports.

Nor did he mention the team's predicament.

He just looked into her eyes and spoke in an incredibly serious and unquestionable tone.

"Listen."

"From now on, don't look at any news, and don't listen to what anyone says."

"Trust me."

His voice paused for a moment, and every word was like a brand, etched into Yoona's heart.

"Just like I trust my teammates unconditionally on the court."

"Leave everything to me."

These words were more powerful than any explanation.

Yoona looked at his eyes, which were burning with fire and incredibly determined.

There wasn't a single trace of hesitation or withdrawal in them.

Only absolute self-confidence and unreserved trust in her.

Her heart suddenly settled down.

That's right.

This man was undergoing a war from both inside and outside the court, a war from the whole world.

She shouldn't become his weakness.

Instead, she should become his most solid support.

Yoona slowly and solemnly nodded.

"Mm."

This simple syllable represented all of her determination.

She was no longer the princess who could only hide under a glass dome and needed protection.

She wanted to stand with him.

The atmosphere in the apartment became subtle and heated at this moment.

The previous intimacy between the two was based more on sudden passion and her one-sided dependence on him.

But this time, it was completely different.

This was a true blending of souls after experiencing the frantic suppression from the outside world and the collapse and reconstruction of their own hearts.

Lin Feng lowered his head.

He kissed her.

This kiss was different from any before.

There was no wild plundering, nor any urgent demands.

It was filled with cherishing, filled with soothing, and even more filled with an unspoken promise.

Yoona closed her eyes and responded to him clumsily but forcefully... That night.

In Lin Feng's apartment, the curtains were drawn tight.

The lights of the city were shut out.

Inside the room, a complete union of soul and flesh was taking place.

Lin Feng could clearly feel it.

A mysterious, scorching energy was frantically flowing between their closely connected bodies.

That energy originated from Yoona and also from himself.

They blended with each other and intertwined with each other.

Ultimately, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, it all poured into the depths of his body.

It nourished every one of his cells and strengthened every inch of his muscles and bones.

Just as they reached the most harmonious peak of life.

Lin... Feng didn't know.

At this moment of their isolation from the world.

The outside world had already been completely turned upside down because of his actions during the day.

#Lin Feng Causes a Scene at the Airport to Win Back His Girlfriend#

This explosive hashtag, with an all-consuming momentum, rose to the top of the trending lists on all social media worldwide.

The video and photos of that embrace at the airport spread frantically across the internet like a virus.

The sports world exploded!

The entertainment world also exploded!

"Crazy! Lin Feng is absolutely crazy! With the team on a two-game losing streak and himself mired in scandals, he actually has the mood to go to the airport and pull off this kind of scene!"

"Has he completely given up on himself? Is he even going to play G3?"

"Is this the 'sinner of the team' you all were talking about? He doesn't even care about his career for the sake of a woman?"

"You upstairs, what do you know! This is a real man! Even with the whole world against him, he still goes to get his lover back! I declare that from today on, I'm a die-hard fan of Lin Feng!"

"So romantic! This is practically a real-life idol drama!"

"So, Yoona is the official girlfriend? Then what do Scarlett and Taylor count as?"

On the internet, arguments, curses, and support mixed together, forming an unprecedented storm of public opinion.

Jeff Austin's phone had been completely blown up by various media outlets and brand sponsors.

The PR teams for Scarlett Johansson and Taylor Swift were so angry they almost smashed their offices.

All of Los Angeles, all of North America, and even the entire world were waiting.

Waiting to see what kind of miserable end Lin Feng, the young man who had stirred up all this trouble, would eventually face... The next morning.

A ray of sunlight stubbornly squeezed through a gap in the heavy curtains, casting a long, thin spot of light in the room.

Lin Feng opened his eyes.

He felt his body was lighter than ever before.

His five senses had also reached an unprecedented peak of sharpness.

He could hear the faint friction of tires as cars drove past on the street outside.

He could smell the faint scent of dust floating in the air.

That ray of sunlight shining on his eyelids didn't bring any stinging sensation; instead, it was a warm and cozy feeling.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Yoona, who was still sound asleep beside him.

She was like a docile kitten, curled up in his arms, her face wearing a peaceful and tranquil expression.

Lin Feng's heart was at peace.

He knew that a storm sweeping through the league was brewing.

And this time, he would no longer be alone.