The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Ye Jinyan didn't know how long he had been wandering. His face was covered in dirt and his beard covered his face. He was wearing a tattered military coat and lying crookedly on the side of the street.

No one could have imagined that this person was the heir to the Ye Group, the prodigy who always appeared in business magazines.

Ye Jinyan looked at the passers-by numbly. Even when someone threw some change to him, he had no reaction.

On the building across the street, a huge screen was playing a speech by Ye Jifeng, the president of Ye Group, who seemed to be attending some international conference.

Ye Jinyan looked up, his eyes still cold. Once, he had been so glorious, but it all seemed to be a passing cloud. Ye Jinyan picked up the bottle of wine beside him and took a sip. He was now a heavy drinker, as if only alcohol could numb him.

His consciousness was becoming increasingly hazy. He hadn't eaten properly in a long time. If he died, it would be a relief, he thought to himself with self-mockery.

"Dad! My brother bullied me again!" Suddenly, Ye Jinyan heard a little girl's voice in a trance. Before he could react, he felt someone hugging his legs.

He was stunned for a moment, then his vision became clear again. He looked down and saw a fair and tender little girl hugging his legs.

She stretched out her hands, as if wanting Ye Jinyan to hold her. Ye Jinyan hesitated, thinking that he was so dirty that he would dirty the girl's clothes.

"Daddy! Daddy, please hold me!" The little girl pouted, as if she was dissatisfied with her father not holding her, and immediately started to act coquettishly.

Ye Jinyan looked at himself and found that he was dressed very cleanly. Without bothering to figure out the current situation, he subconsciously picked up the girl.

Just as he picked up the girl, another older boy rushed over. As he ran over, he said, "Dad, my sister lied. I didn't bully her! It was my sister who broke the vase!" Ye Yifei hugged his father's legs and spoke with tears and snot.

Soon, Ye Jinyan's trouser legs were stained with snot. Helplessly, Ye Jinyan could only coax the little girl and the little boy.

"Okay, stop bothering Dad. Dad finally gets to rest today." Suddenly, a very gentle female voice came. Ye Jinyan looked up and saw a beautiful woman walking towards him.

Ye Jinyan didn't know the other person, so he didn't know what was going on. So he didn't say much, but just quietly observed the situation.

"Honey, come in and have dinner. I made your favorite food today." Wenrou took the little bully from Ye Jinyan's arms, tapped her daughter's nose, and carried her into the house.

Wenrou gave birth to a boy as her first child, and then she became pregnant with her second child the following year. Now she lives a very happy life with her son and daughter.

Seeing that Ye Jinyan didn't move, Wenrou looked back and called out, "Jinyan, hurry up, the food is getting cold."

Hearing the woman call him Jinyan, Ye Jinyan was stunned. He took the opportunity to wash his hands and looked in the mirror. He saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face. It was his own face, a face he had not seen for a long time. He had not seen what he looked like under his beard for a long time.

As soon as Ye Jinyan sat down at the dinner table, the little girl ran to her father's arms again, clamoring for her father to feed her. Ye Jinyan looked at everything in front of him, wondering if he had gone to heaven, and everything in front of him was the life he had been looking forward to.

Ye Jinyan no longer wanted to know why he was here. He just wanted to live with this lovely family. He picked up the little girl and began to feed her patiently.

Wenrou looked at Ye Jinyan and said disapprovingly, "Husband, don't spoil Jiaoyang." Her daughter was spoiled like a little bully by Ye Jinyan, a daughter slave.

Ye Jinyan looked at the chubby little girl in his arms. When he thought that she was his blood-thicker-than-water daughter, his heart melted. He said almost subconsciously, "My daughter, I am willing to spoil her."

Jiaoyang happily hugged his father and kissed him on the face several times.

Seeing this, Ye Yifei sighed like a little adult, as if he was helpless towards his sister. But Wenrou knew that if Ye Jinyan was a daughter slave, then Ye Yifei was a sister slave, and both of them were hopeless.

Ye Jinyan was on vacation these days, spending a happy holiday with his wife and children. He felt that even if he went back to the days when he was the eldest son of the Ye family, he would not be happier than he is now.

"Jinyan, why don't you get up yet? Your vacation is over today." Wenrou was very surprised to find that her husband was staying in bed on a weekday for the first time in his life, so she quickly came up to wake him up.

Ye Jinyan touched his head and felt a slight headache. He said in surprise: "Rou Rou, didn't I just have a vacation? How come it's over?"

Wenrou touched Ye Jinyan's head and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? The holiday is over."

Ye Jinyan frowned. Strangely, he had no recollection of the holidays. He checked the time and realized he was about to be late. Without giving it any more thought, he quickly washed up and rushed to the company.

In another time and space, on a street corner, a homeless man fell on the side of the road. If you look closely, you will see a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming of something happy.

"Rou Rou, welcome back! You have completed the task perfectly!" A cheerful voice sounded.

Wenrou looked at the white space in front of her in confusion, and then some memories entered her mind. She remembered that she was the host of the Tragic Male Supporting Role Rescue System.

Because the system requires that she not be separated from her character, every time Wenrou enters a mission world, her memory is erased. In the mission world, Wenrou does not know that she is the missioner, she only thinks that she is a native of that world. Only in this way can Wenrou truly save those male supporting characters and give them true happiness and love.

"Rou Rou, after completing this task just now, you have obtained 500 points. I suggest you change some props. After completing this task, you have been upgraded to the intermediate level, and the next task will increase in difficulty." The system reminded.

"What is the background of the next world?" Wenrou thought for a while and asked.

"The next world is about ancient political intrigue. You need to survive in the palace. You could die at any time!"

Wenrou glanced at the system store, thought for a moment, and said, "Please help me get this Miracle Healer skill." Wenrou had already completed several missions, and now had just enough points to buy this skill. Since she could die at any time, buying a Miracle Healer skill should increase her survival rate, right?