"Are you that cold? You're shivering. Should I have someone get you another jacket?"
"No, I'm fine." Su Yuhan shook her head and turned her gaze to the stage. "Of all the items up for auction today, is there anything you've got your eye on?"
"At this kind of auction, whether you actually like something isn't the point. The point is to spend money to give face to the organizers." As for the auction items, they were, to be blunt, just an excuse to donate.
Li Qingzhi flipped through the auction catalog a staff member had given her. "This calligraphy and this embroidery… they're both your work, aren't they?"
