Am I Thinking Wrong

At night, after bathing Anne and coaxing her to fall asleep, Callan asked the nanny in. As soon as he walked out of Anne's bedroom, he saw his father-in-law, Walden. "Hey, dad, you haven't rested yet?" Callan rolled up his sleeves, thinking that his father-in-law was probably deliberately waiting for him here. It had been a few days since Shanee had offered to resign. Moreover, she had vomited a lot when she left the other day. Walden probably couldn't wait to inquire about her. "Look at you! You're a president of a company. How come you only focus on your wife and children all day?" Walden glanced at his son-in-law. He really didn't expect that Callan would have become like this. "Are you better than me? Then what did you come to me for?" Callan muttered in a low voice. He did not dare to speak loudly. Walden was his father-in-law after all, and offending him was no different from offending Vannah. "What did you say?" Walden didn't hear it clearly. "Haha, nothing. Dad, are you here...