Oh my god! I've become the vicious female supporting character's brother.

After Yu Xiangwan boarded the spirit boat, he nodded to express his gratitude to Senior Brother Li.

The latter nodded slightly.

Yu Jiaoyue saw Yu Xiangwan walking towards his scumbag father and felt a little worried about her brother.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yu Xiangwan touched his sister's head and comforted her softly.

Most of the people on the boat were young boys and girls. Seeing how delicate and good-looking the two siblings were, everyone couldn't help but look at them sideways.

It is human instinct to appreciate beauty.

The spiritual boat was large and not crowded. Yu Xiangwan and Yu Jiaoyue found a deserted spot on the edge of the boat and rested for a while.

Next to him was a young boy dressed in rags and dirt, who looked to be about ten years old.

The original expression on his face could no longer be seen, only his eyes were dead and silent.

People around spontaneously moved away from this small area.

No wonder he was able to find this empty space...

Not far from the young boy was Ye Zhen'an.

Yu Xiangwan looked calm and didn't say anything.

On the contrary, Yu Jiaoyue saw Ye Zhenan and shouted excitedly:

"Brother Zhen'an!"

I guess I was just sad before and only realized it now.

Yu Xiangwan had no intention of interfering with Yu Jiaoyue.

Seeing that her brother had no objection, Yu Jiaoyue immediately thought of going over.

But when I passed by the dirty little boy, I vaguely heard his stomach rumbling.

Everyone who was nearby heard it.

Yu Xiangwan looked at Yu Jiaoyue, and sure enough, Yu Jiaoyue paused and then took out the Dongjifu pastry he bought for her - Die Pian Cake from her arms.

Carefully but reluctantly, he gave away one third of it.

"Are you hungry? I have some pastries here."

The young boy raised his eyes to glance at Yu Jiaoyue, then lowered them, as if he couldn't hear her and obviously didn't intend to pay attention to her.

Yu Jiaoyue misunderstood, thinking that he thought it was too little, so she took some more and handed it to him with a distressed look.

"This is all I can give you. Don't think it's too little. This cake is delicious. I don't know when I can eat it again. My brother only bought this portion for me. There are no more..."

Yu Jiaoyue kept chattering and didn't pay attention to her surroundings.

The young boy was sitting on the ground, all dirty. Yu Jiaoyue squatted down slightly and handed the pastry to the boy. She looked clean and delicate.

The two people formed different styles and appeared in the same frame, attracting a lot of attention.

"This little beggar is so dirty, there's not a single clean piece of skin on his body."

“I don’t know how he was selected.”

"Aren't beggars prohibited in the city?"

"I heard that beggars can enter the city these days..."

…………

Yu Xiangwan also looked at the young boy for a few seconds, and found that his hands were clean.

However, most of the people on the boat did not know that cultivating immortals only depends on talent, not birth.

Especially in the mortal world, a big difference in background does not determine anything. Even if you are from a noble family or a royal noble, this identity is useless to you in the world of immortal cultivation.

The only one you can rely on is yourself.

Unless one is from a family of immortal cultivators, talent and family background are equally important.

But in the mortal world, no one cares about one's identity or background.

The young boy looked at Yu Jiaoyue again and saw that she was still blinking her big, bright eyes and looking at the pastry in her hand with heartache.

It seemed as if she was hesitating whether to give him more.

The young boy remained silent, only silently reaching out to take it. Before accepting it, he glanced at Yu Xiangwan, as if asking for his opinion.

Yu Xiangwan smiled back, feeling as if bathed in spring breeze.

Ye Zhen'an also observed Yu Xiang'an's attitude towards the little beggar.

"I don't know why you're pretending to be kind. Why don't you usually go to beggars' dens to show your courtesy?"

The person who was speaking was a young boy. Yu Xiangwan looked over and saw that it was Yu Rui, who was almost fifteen years old.

Yu Xiangwan and Yu Jiaoyue look 50% similar, and their looks are basically inherited from the Yun family.

As for Yu Rui and Yu Wanwan, they both look like their scumbag father and Aunt Lin.

Anyway, they don't look like their brothers and sisters at all, and no one can tell that the four of them have the same father but different mothers.

However, this scumbag father has good genes. Yu Xiangwan and Yu Jiaoyue have spiritual roots and inherited the Yun family.

Then why do Yu Wanwan and Yu Rui have both? The probability is quite high.

However, the matter of spiritual roots is very mysterious, perhaps he is just too lucky.

“How I act is none of your business!”

"Didn't Aunt Lin teach you not to judge others?"

Yu Jiaoyue knew that what Yu Rui and Yu Wanwan cared about most was the issue of being born out of wedlock.

I wanted to use this to stab him, but when I thought about how many illegitimate children there were on the ship, it was better not to offend everyone.

It was the first time that Yu Xiangwan saw Yu Jiaoyue arguing with someone, but he did not interrupt and just let her handle it herself.

After all, he is still my brother.

Can't afford to lose.

I didn't expect that this little girl was so good at talking.

After hearing this, everyone probably knew Yu Rui's identity. After all, the Prime Minister's Mansion incident was a laughing stock in the Yong Dynasty. No one knew how it spread, but it was known to everyone in the capital.

Sure enough, the people around were whispering to each other. The discussion was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

Yu Xiangwan: “…”

It would be better to discuss it openly.

This... is quite infuriating.

Yu Xiangwan smiled slightly, but Yu Rui and Yu Wanwan were probably very angry.

He pulled Yu Jiaoyue to his side and took out Yu Jiaoyue's exquisite little water bag.

"You must be thirsty after talking so much."

Yu Jiaoyue took it with a smile and took a few small bites.

"Hehe, brother is still good to me, thank you brother."

"Didn't you just complain that your brother didn't buy you enough pastries?" Yu Xiangwan raised his eyebrows slightly, barely noticeable.

"No, brother knows that butterfly cakes cannot be stored for long, otherwise he would have emptied out Dongjifu." Yu Jiaoyue said to Yu Xiangwan exaggeratedly.

She is still a delicate and pretty little girl, and she is extremely cute no matter what she does.

Yu Rui watched the brother and sister get along harmoniously, surrounded by people gossiping about him. After all, he was still young and his mental capacity wasn't up to par. He glared at Yu Xiangwan and his sister and ran to the other side of the spirit boat.

Yu Jiaoyue had her back to the crowd and didn't see it, but Yu Xiangwan cut it back for her.

No loss.

Seeing this, Yu Wanwan said nothing and looked weak.

Yu Xiangwan actually also learned how to make butterfly cake. After all, it tastes really good, sweet but not greasy, fragrant and delicious.

The most important thing is that this is my sister’s favorite pastry.

It's a pity that I don't know how Tung Kee Foo makes it. Although Yu Xiang Wan's is also delicious, it's not as good as Tung Kee Foo.

So he stopped being obsessed.

Yu Xiangwan thought that there was a storage ring in the spiritual world, but he didn't know the speed of the space flow and whether it could keep things fresh...

The little beggar had been hungry for several days. If his face wasn't dark, one would have been able to see how pale and weak he was.

Yu Xiangwan looked at the little beggar and Ye Zhenan who glanced over here inadvertently.

Still feeling terrified, he suddenly remembered the bloody dramas he had watched before...

Don't pick up men on the street, otherwise you will become unhappy. It's not that you can't help, but the premise is that it will not harm you.

I am afraid of intervening in the cause and effect of others, and I will eventually bear the consequences.

It seems that psychological education must start from childhood. I will teach my sister when I have time.

If you are really soft-hearted and can't bear to see it, then help with your phantom appearance.

I don't know what grade Huanrong's spiritual weapon is in the world of immortal cultivation...

"elder brother?"

"What are you thinking about? I've already called you several times."