Chapter 1839: Lost Self-esteem (3)

Wu Yaner came out and stretched out his small arm holding a small vegetable bag: "Go back to the room, Daddy won't want you to see it."
Without a father, I hope the child sees when he is most embarrassed.
Xiao Caibao was pulled in by Wu Yaner, but he kept looking back until he could no longer see Daddy's shadow.
Chu Cuiyi bowed his head, his clenched hands were blue.
Wu Yan'er soothed the two little guys before coming downstairs, reaching out and holding Chu Jiyi's arm: "Master."
"Get out." Chu Muyi said suddenly, her voice cold.
Wu Yaner nodded for a moment, and Chu Jiyi said again, "Get out."
Wu Yaner did not dare to stay more, and hurriedly got up and ran out.
What a proud man Chu Chuyi is, the whole city knows, how can he allow others to see him like this?
Wu Aoer went out, but hushed in the stairs and corridors on one side, and took out his mobile phone.
In the next room, Xun Xin was drinking water. When she saw the video in the video, she beckoned An Fengyang, who was coming down from the upper floor, and called, "Wu Erer--"
An Fengyang looked downstairs, watching Wu Yaner hiding in the corner and whispering, "I didn't expect it, I really caught it."
"The young master really can't stand up. He doesn't feel the wheelchair hitting his leg, and if he pretends, he won't be able to sit when the young master is in danger."
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"All I said was true. When did you release my son?"
An Fengyang looked at the emotional woman in the video and straightened her waist: "Sure enough, those people would not believe the fact that the boss couldn't stand up so easily."
She Xin leaned on the sofa and looked up at An Fengyang: "So, is the leg of the brother really--"
"I'll go and see next." An Fengyang said, and patted on Xin Xin's shoulder.
Xin Xin nodded, watching An Fengyang go out, and then continued to watch the woman in the video, watching her come out of the corner.
An Fengyang opened the door, Wu Yaner was about to raise his hand and knock on the door.
"Well, Wu Yaner, I'm going out now, you are--"
"Master An, please go and see our young master." Wu Yaner said uneasily.
"What's wrong with your young master?" An Fengyang asked, knowingly, and walked towards the next door.
An Fengyang pressed the password and opened the door to enter. There was already a mess in the living room. The original figure was obviously a man sitting on the ground, but there was still a small figure beside the man.
An Fengyang paused, looking at the red wine in the hands of Chu Cuiyi, as well as a few wine bottles on the ground. Xiaocaibao was sitting next to Daddy.
An Fengyang looked up and looked at the small stool under the wine cabinet. It seemed that all the wine was taken out from the side.
"What's going on?" An Fengyang said, hurried over and reached out to help Chu Cuiyi. "Wu Erer, help me hold the wheelchair."
Xiaocai Bao stood up, stretched out his hand and pushed An Fengyang, not to let An Fengyang move to Daddy.
An Feng raised an eyebrow: "Let your dad sit up."
Xiao Cai Bao pouted his mouth and looked at the almost drunk Daddy. Daddy didn't let people touch him, but he didn't know why?
An Fengyang looked at the stubborn side dish, and resigned him helplessly. "The ground is very cold. Your father is drunk. Will my uncle send him back to the room?
Xiaocaibao looked at Daddy and uncle San, and finally compromised.