Ou Yangfu's face was flushed from drinking, and everything in his sight seemed to sway. He pointed a shaky finger at a painting on the wall, his finger wobbling as he spoke, "Little artist is the one who painted this! Dad, you didn't drink that much, did you? Are you drunk?"
Old Mr. Ou frowned deeply, showing extreme disdain. This youngest son's alcohol tolerance was indeed poor! Fortunately, he had warned his sons in advance to wait until the Ye family had left before drinking their fill. Otherwise, if they acted foolishly in front of the Ye family, the entire Ou family would suffer the consequences.
Old Mr. Ou pushed his youngest son's face aside, "Stay away from me. Don't get me dirty."
"Dad, why are you so disgusted with me? I'm your beloved youngest son!" Ou Yangfu clung on again, the alcohol making him more talkative and bolder. "It wasn't easy for me to get the little artist to paint this for you. Ye Rongyuan hung up on me several times! Almost blocked me!"