"Young Master Ou, just say, which painter is this painting from?"

The VIPs in the audience frequently urged him.

Ouyang Fu's gaze was fixed on the audience, and it was not easy to find Ye Rongyuan's location, and he saw Ye Rongyuan frowning.

He knew it in his heart, smiled, and said to everyone: "I'm very sorry, everyone, forgive me for not being able to disclose the identity of the painter of this painting for the time being, but I believe that one day, everyone will know!" ”

There was a sigh of regret from the audience.

"Who the hell is that?"

"How do you need to be so mysterious?"

"God, I'm so curious! Could it be that it is really from Teacher Chu Yanlin? ”

"If it's Teacher Chu Yanlin, there's no need to hide it! We all know each other! ”

……

The discussion gradually expanded, pushing the excitement of the birthday party to the highest point.

After receiving the gifts from his sons, Mr. Ou smiled so hard that his face froze, but he was also genuinely happy, and the smile in his eyes was undisguised.

He instructed the bodyguards to put away the gifts and walk off the stage.

Seeing this, the other dignitaries also handed over the gifts they brought over in a timely manner, one by one to Mr. Ou, and also offered their congratulatory speeches.

Old Madam Ye led the small milk group away from the crowd, so as not to feel uncomfortable when the small milk group was surrounded by the black oppressive crowd.

Ouyang Fu didn't follow his father anymore, squeezed through the crowd, and came to find the Ye family.

He ran to Ye Rongyuan's side first, and squeezed his eyes at him proudly, "Is my answer just now okay?" ”

Ye Rongyuan glanced at him with disgust, "It's okay." ”

"Yes, it's not easy to hear the words praising me from Mr. Ye's mouth." Ouyang Fule pulled the corners of his mouth, and then asked him in a low voice: "Why don't you let me say that it was painted by your An'an?" ”

If others knew that this painting was painted by a three-and-a-half-year-old little milk group, it would not only cause a sensation, but there would definitely be many great painters who wanted to take her as an apprentice.

If it was his family's little milk group, Ouyang Fu would like to let people all over the world know, how could this kind of thing be low-key!

Ye Rongyuan looked at the small milk ball in front of him, his eyes softened, and his voice unconsciously became doting: "An An is still young." ”

"It's still young," Ouyang Fu raised his hand, "I also have a pair ......of hands, why is the difference so big!" ”

He held back his words again, and then asked Ye Rongyuan, "I remember, I showed An An the video, and the painting was finished that afternoon, did An An draw so fast?" ”

"Well, I watched An An draw for more than two hours." How long it took, Ye Rongyuan didn't pay attention, only knew that it didn't take more than three hours.

After painting this painting, the little milk group slept for a long nap, and you can imagine how tired it is to paint.

Thinking of this, Ye Rongyuan squinted at Ouyang Fu: "I'll tell you first, don't ask my family An An to paint again!" ”

Ouyang Fu really had plans to let the little painter paint another picture for himself, and suddenly frowned: "What, it's not that I don't give money." ”

Ye Rongyuan rolled his eyes and rolled his eyes to the sky: "Does our family lack your money?" ”

Ouyang Fu was speechless, indeed, the Ye family did not lack this money.

Qin Sui'an stood outside the crowd with her grandmother, grandfather and second uncle, she watched curiously as everyone went to find Grandpa Ou one by one, and she also heard everyone talking to Grandpa Ou:

"Mr. Ou, I wish you happiness like the East China Sea! Shoubi Nanshan! ”

"Happy birthday, Mr. Ou!"

"Mr. Ou, this is a little bit of my heart, you accept it, I wish you good health and all the best!"

……

Qin Suian's vision was blocked, but from their words, it could be heard that everyone was giving gifts to Grandpa Ou.

She immediately raised her little face, looked at her grandmother with bright round eyes, and said softly in her little milk voice: "Grandma~ Everyone is giving gifts to Grandpa Ou~"

The big eyes of the little milk group are not only bright but also smart, almost leaking out her inner thoughts.

Old Madam Ye couldn't help but raise her lips and smile, and rubbed her little head, "That's right, An An, you also have a gift for Mr. Ou." ”

Qin Suian looked left and right.

Lu Xi immediately reacted, stepped forward, and raised the bag he had been carrying in his hand, "Little Miss, the gift you want to give is here." ”

Seeing that the crowd in front of her had not dispersed, Old Madam Ye said softly, "An An, let's wait and send it later." ”

"Okay~" Qin Suian nodded obediently, and then continued to look at the crowd curiously, while listening.

Seeing this, Ye Liyuan bent down and hugged her, "I'll hold you, An An." ”

Qin Suian's vision suddenly broadened, the second uncle grew very tall, and suddenly she saw Grandpa Ou who was surrounded by the crowd.

Now, she can not only hear what everyone said to Grandpa Ou, but also see the gifts that everyone gave to Grandpa Ou.

Beautiful jade ornaments are the most, followed by calligraphy and paintings, because Mr. Ou is not short of anything, the gifts that everyone chooses are basically decent, and the value of millions is there, and they dare not send it if it is too cheap.

Although the Ou family does not have such a high-status famous family as the Qin family and the Ye family, it is also famous in the wealthy circle, otherwise where can there be a Ou family manor.

When the crowd was no longer so crowded, Old Madam Ye said, "It's okay, let's go over." ”

Ye Liyuan hugged the little milk ball, carefully protected her, and walked in the direction of the birthday star of this banquet, Mr. Ou.

Seeing this, the people around cast gossipy glances one by one, and spoke in a low voice:

"The Ye family is going to give gifts!"

"What kind of gift will the Ye family give to Mr. Ou?"

"Is it calligraphy and painting, or is it jade? Or maybe it's some other practical gift? ”

"Look, Old Madam Ye's special assistant has been holding that bag, could it be that the gift is in that bag?"

The people who heard this sentence looked at the bag in Lu Xi's hand.

It looks so thin and light that it's impossible to guess what kind of gift it will hold.