Yan Luoxi moved to the middle of the sofa, letting Shen Jue sit down. Noticing her face was blue from the cold, she said, "Have you been playing outside dressed like this? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
"I'm strong and fit; I don't catch colds easily." But no sooner had Shen Jue spoken than she sneezed hard. Her assistant quickly handed her a down jacket, saying, "Sister Shen, please put this on. If you catch a cold, your agent will kill me."
"I'm not cold," Shen Jue insisted stubbornly.
Yan Luoxi draped the down jacket over her shoulders and disagreed, "Don't be reckless. If you get cold and catch a cold, you'll suffer for it."
Shen Jue obediently wrapped the jacket around her and, no longer resistant, sat next to Yan Luoxi, tilted her head, and looked at the silent Gu Qian. She said, "Sister Luoxi, can you come to my house on the sixth? I don't have any engagements that day, and we can get together."
