It was the first Christmas since Light Valley Industrial Park was established, marked with a strong sense of ceremony.
Not far away was the newly decorated Building 4 in Sector D, with a Santa Claus complete with a red hat at its entrance, symbolizing endless surprises.
At this moment, the sun shone brightly, revealing everything.
The office buildings were empty, the fog dense by the winter lakeside of Nanhu, concealed by the Buick MPV parked alongside until even its body was obscured.
Even if someone walked past the GL8 to approach this pearl white coupe, the privacy tint on the car windows meant the backseat was pitch black, offering no clear view.
The lingering sound of kissing echoed, lasting for days without end.
Zhou Sinin felt like she had melted into him, her long legs almost pressing into the engine hood, clinging tightly to the man beside her, her back against the front windshield.
A luxurious car, a beautiful woman, a long passionate kiss...
