"Mom, mom. Please stop, please stop."
Nie Xiaofeng dodged while shouting.
The two subordinates who accompanied Nie Xiaofeng to the Gu family heard Nie Xiaofeng's hoarse cries and quickly rushed over to see what was happening.
As soon as they peeked in, they saw a dark figure running around the table, pleading for mercy, while the woman he called "mom" was chasing him with a feather duster.
This was the deputy general's mother reconnecting with her son, even if their way of bonding was a bit unusual.
With expressionless faces, the two returned to stand guard at the door.
"Mom, I was wrong."
"Please stop."
Nie Xiaofeng begged.
"Grandma, please make my mom stop." Nie Xiaofeng hid behind Tong Huaqiong.
"It's no use asking anyone."
Gu Baishuang, out of breath, stood with hands on hips.
"Mom, save me some face. I'm already a deputy general, and if word gets out, it'll be quite embarrassing for me." Nie Xiaofeng peeped out and said.
