Sheng Jianan saw Su Anle not speaking and thought maybe his tone was a bit harsh. He quickly hugged her and explained in a low voice, "I'm not being harsh with you. It's just that, Anle, trust me. With me around, the sky won't fall. Even if it does, I'll hold it up for you."
Listening to the man's cautious tone, Su Anle felt a bit uneasy inside. He shouldn't be like this.
"Is it because you're taller than me?"
Sheng Jianan was momentarily taken aback by her joke and tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Yes, because I'm taller than you."
He's taller, and he can't bear to see her on tiptoes, so he would bend down.
"Oh, right, I wanted to discuss something with you. I've been back for almost a month, and I want to find a job. I've rested enough. If I rest any longer, it'll be wasting my time."
Without thinking, Sheng Jianan responded, "What's there to be afraid of wasting? I can support you."
