"Mom, can't you be reasonable?"
Chased and beaten by Old Lady Gao, Gao Qiming felt helpless and speechless. He darted around the living room, catching the attention of Old Master Gao, who only felt eye strain and a headache.
After a while, with Old Lady Gao still not stopping, Old Master Gao blew his beard and widened his eyes, "Enough! You're both grown-ups. What is this nonsense between mother and son?!"
"..."
Gao Qiming was startled and froze instantly.
At the same time, Old Lady Gao also stopped. She held a feather duster high in mid-air, her expression changing several times, before finally lowering her hand and saying to Old Master Gao, "This is our home, can't I give my own son a couple of swats?"
"Do you think you're an unreasonable child?"
Old Master Gao scolded coldly, "Your age is not in question, and here you are, chasing and hitting your son around the living room. What if outsiders see this? How will you save face?"
"..."
