Autumn, truly the best season of the year. Neither cold nor hot, with fruits aplenty. The air is filled with a sweet aroma, unlike the flightiness of spring, the boldness of summer, or the undeniable heaviness of winter.
A white sports car raced toward them, swirling golden ginkgo leaves in its path.
Xu Xiaoya dashed out at its arrival. The car stopped, gleaming new, as beautiful as Snow White. The person who stepped out was the princess of princesses.
She exclaimed, "Oh my God, this car is stunning..."
Yan Xixi took off her magic glasses, attempting to seem nonchalant as she handed over the car keys. "Xiaoya, this is your birthday gift."
Xiaoya's mouth fell open.
If the previous white Mercedes symbolized a wealthy family's daughter, then this white Jaguar sports car is surely a young lady from a truly distinguished family. So beautiful. You get what you pay for. Once you compare, you really see the difference. Its British elegance, infused with an artistic ambiance.
