"Prepared by the little painter?" Ou Yangfu instantly turned green with envy, "When it's my birthday, will the little painter also give me a birthday gift?"
"Dream on," Ye Rongyuan bluntly poured cold water on him.
Ou Yangfu sighed, knowing that he could only hope that the little painter would remember him on his birthday.
He then asked, "What did the little painter give? It's not the same as mine, is it?"
Ye Rongyuan gave him a reassuring look, "No."
"That's good, if it were the same, my gift would seem lame." Ou Yangfu currently believed that his gift was the best at the party.
Upon arriving at the main venue of the birthday party, the Ye family members did not allow the Ou family to entertain them further.
Except for Ou Yangfu, who continued to stay under the pretext of entertaining a good friend due to his friendship with Ye Rongyuan, Old Mr. Ou and his other four sons tactfully left.