Regarding this son, An Nan never hides anything from him. Since he already noticed, there's no need to hide it from him. So she nodded: "Yeah, I'm mad at your dad."
The tone An Nan used when speaking to An Jiayou was noticeably better than when she talked to her husband a moment ago. Yet, there was still a trace of obvious frustration that couldn't be concealed. An Jiayou looked at her and continued to ask, choosing a gradual approach instead of pointing out the key issue in one go: "An Nan, don't you usually nap every afternoon? How come you didn't sleep today? Is it because you're not used to sleeping here?"
An Jiayou was very good at leading the other person to speak, guiding them along with his thoughts, even though An Nan was much older than him.
Nodding slowly, An Nan looked at him and replied, "I'm feeling a bit irritated, so I couldn't sleep."
"What's wrong? You can tell me like you used to, and I'll help you analyze it."
