My Princess Holds Superpowers

Chapter 53: Trade Again at 53

“What a precious gem your little aunt is to the Ye Family, but even with all her abilities, can she ever split the family’s assets in the future?” Mrs. Zhao said with disdain, her tone shifting as she advised, “I’m telling you both, you mustn’t listen to your grandmother; your little aunt will grow up and marry off, becoming part of someone else’s family. Any affection would be in vain.”

Thirteen-year-old Ye Wenyu was not foolish. Seeing Mrs. Zhao’s demeanor, he knew her intentions, “Mother, I’m telling you, that money isn’t just for my little aunt; it belongs to our Ye Family. You better not be thinking about taking the money back to the Zhao Family because neither grandmother nor father will spare you this time.”

The last incident of Mrs. Zhao stealing the family’s flour still unsettled Ye Wenyu, yet she didn’t take it seriously, really believing that Mrs. He’s threat to divorce her was just to scare her, especially since she had borne two sons and felt quite secure within the Ye Family.

Yet, Mrs. Zhao had never considered what kind of person Mrs. He was!

She valued her own daughters over her sons; was she really the type of person who would tolerate Mrs. Zhao just because she had given birth to sons?

Unfortunately, Mrs. Zhao either couldn’t see this fact clearly or, having seen it, refused to believe that some people actually valued daughters more than sons.

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The night was cold!

Snowflakes suddenly began to drift from the sky.

The vast night scene, in just a moment, was covered in a white cosmetic.

Inside the plane trading device, Ye Jiu selected two items and then clicked send; La Sike soon received the steamed buns that Ye Jiu had sent over.

Ye Jiu: “I went to town today, it was bustling. I sold the repair liquid you gave me and bought some steamed buns. Here, have two to taste.”

La Sike was online and soon responded, “They’re very tasty, thank you.”

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Ye Jiu: “Don’t mention it, you basically exchanged them with your own stuff.”

For Ye Jiu, La Sike wasn’t just a business contact; Ye Jiu treated him as a friend.

La Sike: “The steamed buns are delicious, but I don’t know what I can use to exchange with you. If you need something, just tell me and I’ll see if I can get it for you.”

Ye Jiu certainly wasn’t going to hold back: “If possible, could you help me get some self-defense items? I encountered some bad people today and almost lost my life.”

Today’s incident had greatly impacted Ye Jiu; it had also made her realize the importance of having money and power.

In the eyes of those big shots, ordinary folk like herself were as insignificant as chickens or cats; to kill them was to kill them, causing no real impact.

Ye Jiu was still too vulnerable; having some means of self-defense would be ideal.

La Sike responded quickly, “No problem, I’ll check the star net in a moment to see if there’s anything suitable that isn’t too conspicuous to get for you.”

“Thank you.” Ye Jiu sincerely thanked him.

Soon, La Sike sent another message, “I need some non-aggressive, edible plants, if you have any.”

La Sike wasn’t wealthy. Each item he sent to Ye Jiu cost money. Although the eggs and today’s meat buns Ye Jiu had sent were more expensive and valuable, they were too conspicuous to give away.

After all, his world hadn’t seen meat for many years; suddenly producing something nobody else had would definitely arouse suspicion. La Sike was smart and knew he had to be cautious.