The yandere is too beautiful; the fake heiress sneaks kisses through the window every day.

Jiang Yu slowly withdrew her hand, glanced at the man on the ground with the same look she gave him as trash, then walked over to the little girl, squatted down, and asked her with concern.

"Are you alright?"

The little girl stared wide-eyed at the pretty young lady in front of her, then shook her head blankly.

Just as they helped the little girl up, an anxious male voice came from afar.

"Little Flower".

"Brother!" The little girl ran happily over when she saw the person who came.

"Xiaohua, are you alright? Are you hurt?" The boy hugged the little girl and anxiously checked her over.

"Brother, I'm okay. I was so scared." Seeing her brother, Xiaohua's tears, which she had just stopped, started flowing again. She hugged her brother and pointed at the lewd man on the ground, complaining, "He tried to bully me and my sister."

The boy glared fiercely at the lewd man, then whispered for Xiaohua to wait for him. When he turned around and looked up again, the warmth on his face was gone, replaced by a gloomy and menacing aura.

The sleazy man staggered to his feet, and just as he was about to shout at the approaching youth, he was suddenly punched in the stomach by the youth.

The boy grabbed the sleazy man and punched him relentlessly, landing punches that landed hard. Soon the sleazy man was bruised and swollen, coughing up blood, and was pinned to the ground and beaten.

Seeing that the lewd man was almost dead from the beating, Jiang Yu went over and kindly reminded him.

"If you hit him again, he'll die."

The boy remained silent, only throwing punches repeatedly.

Jiang Yu frowned and said again, "Murder is against the law."

Today is also a day when Her Majesty the Empress teaches the law to others~

The boy continued working.

Jiang Yu glanced at Xiao Hua, who was stunned, and said, "You scared your sister."

The boy, as if waking from a dream, stopped and turned to look at the pale-faced Xiaohua. Gritting his teeth, he punched the lewd man hard in the face, cursing under his breath, "Damn it!"

While the boy was calling the police to deal with the pervert, Xiaohua looked at Jiang Yu with bright eyes, her admiration almost overflowing.

"Sister, you're so amazing! You sent the bad guy flying with just one punch. I want to be as amazing as you in the future."

Jiang Yu raised her chin proudly and said in a soft, arrogant voice, "I am the Empress, of course I am powerful."

"What is an empress?" Xiaohua, a first-grader, hadn't learned the word yet.

"It means 'female emperor'," Jiang Yu explained succinctly after a moment's thought.

"Wow, that sounds amazing." Xiaohua was even more impressed now.

When the boy returned after finishing his business, he frowned upon hearing their conversation. With a cold face, he called out, "Xiao Hua, go back."

"Brother, brother, sister is the empress! She's so amazing! I love sister!" Xiaohua grabbed the boy's hand and shared with him.

Empress? The boy thought it was just childish chuunibyou, and his gaze toward Jiang Yu became more complicated.

It's astonishing that someone so young has mental problems.

"Brother, my sister saved me today, shouldn't we thank her properly?" Little Flower asked the boy innocently.

The boy looked at Jiang Yu, who was dressed in understated yet luxurious clothes, her thin lips pursed, her sharp and handsome features tense, and lowered his head to meet his sister's expectant eyes.

After lowering his eyes and pondering for a moment, he suddenly took out a handful of money from his pocket, including several dollars, tens of dollars, and hundreds of dollars, and stuffed them all into Jiang Yu's hand.

"Thank you for today." After thanking him, the boy took Xiaohua's hand and turned to leave. "Xiaohua, let's go home."

As Xiaohua followed her brother, she turned back and waved to Jiang Yu with a smile, "Goodbye, sister~"

Looking down at the coins in her hand, Jiang Yu tilted her head and blinked in confusion. Had she made money?

Jiang Yu's eyes lit up as she realized what was happening, and she quickly stuffed the money into her pocket.

She wanted to save the money to buy a large gold brick for the Queen.

Jiang Yu walked out of the alley with a cheerful gait. Two bodyguards, A and B, appeared from the shadows afterward. Watching her departing figure, Bodyguard B asked, "Miss Jiang, you accepted money from another man. Should we report that?"

The guard was silent for several seconds before saying, "...Report it."

Not long after they left, a man rushed over and looked at the empty alley with a puzzled expression.

"The villain's sister was murdered here today, so where did she go?"

Oh no, is she late?

Jiang Yu was in a good mood and was about to go find the Empress when she stopped and took out the money in her pocket to count it.

People say they might give you 100, 200, or 500, but never 235.07 yuan.

Good news, it's not 235.07 yuan.

The bad news is that it's 278.05 yuan.

The Empress sighed deeply, her pale face veiled with sorrow as she gazed at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

Oh well, what can you do when she's a benevolent and compassionate emperor who loves her people like her own children?

Thinking of this, I turned my toes slightly and walked in the opposite direction.

After passing through the bustling city center and then through quiet, dilapidated alleyways, we arrived at a run-down and dirty urban village.

The beautiful, clean-cut, and otherworldly-looking Jiang Yu was completely out of place here. She received many strange glances along the way, but she ignored them all and kept searching for something inside.

Until a cry was heard.

"You little bastard, are you trying to starve me to death by coming back so late?" The drunken man grabbed whatever was next to him and started throwing it at the boy, cursing as he did so.

The boy shielded his sister behind him like a wolf cub, staring at the man with a sinister and ruthless gaze, suppressing his anger.

"You little beast, you dare to glare at me? You're tired of living, aren't you? You've been raised to be useless. I should have just strangled you in the first place." The man cursed as he hit him.

The boy, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed the wooden stick that was being swung at him.

The man immediately reacted aggressively and openly threatened, "Oh, you dare to fight back? Believe me or not, I'll buy this worthless piece of trash tomorrow."

The boy's pupils dilated. "You dare?"

"I'm her father, what don't I dare to do? She's a good-for-nothing who only knows how to eat my food and spend my money. I even have to pay for her to go to school. I might as well sell her and buy her alcohol." The man said fiercely, as if he had planned to do so for a long time.

The boy trembled with rage, his eyes bloodshot, before finally releasing the stick and letting it fall on his body.

"I'll teach you to fight back, I'll teach you to be arrogant." The man hit the boy several times before urging, "Where's the money you earned today? Give it to me."

"No." The boy gritted his teeth.

"No? You dare to hide money now, huh? I'll beat you to death." Enraged at not getting the money, the man swung the stick and brought it down hard.

"Don't hit my brother!" Xiaohua cried as she ran to the boy and opened her arms. The boy was terrified and hugged her, hiding her under his body.

Just then, the tightly closed, dilapidated door was kicked open from the outside, and something flashed by and struck the man's wrist precisely.

He cried out in pain, and the wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground.

The expected pain did not come. The boy looked up at the door and saw Jiang Yu appear at the door as if a god had descended. He was completely astonished.