The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife
chapter-1811

“It’s not a miracle,” Anling Yao said quickly. “Grandpa, it’s all thanks to Mr. Xi. If it weren’t for his help, I dread to think what would have happened to me, Junjun, and Anan.”

At this moment, Anling Yang and the others shifted their attention to the presence of two strangers, Xi Yue and Xi Weizhi.

They had been puzzled earlier, wondering why Anling Yao would bring two strangers to the Anling Family’s hiding place.

This place was the Anling Family’s last safe haven in the Dark Cloud Realm.

If their enemies discovered this place, it would truly spell the end of the Anling Family.

Meanwhile, Anling Yang couldn’t help but fix his eyes on Xi Yue. The handsome young man before him seemed strangely familiar, despite them never having met, giving An Lingyang an inexplicable sense of closeness.

After listening to Anling Yao’s account, the people in the Anling Family put aside their remaining doubts and dropped to their knees one after another toward Xi Yue and Xi Weizhi.

“Mr. Xi, your kindness and generosity are beyond what our Anling Family can ever repay. Please, accept our deepest bow of gratitude!”

Xi Yue watched as the gray-haired Anling Yang led the others in bowing deeply before her, feeling utterly bewildered.

These were her grandfather and uncles, each one of them her elder.

It was such a taboo for them to drop their knees before her.

With a gentle wave of her hand, Xi Yue lifted Anling Yang and the others back to their feet as they began to kneel.

Xi Yue said calmly, “Our meeting was fated. Perhaps it is my destiny to help the Anling Family, so you do not need to be concerned.”

Anling Yang and others expressed their gratitude to Xi Yue multiple times before relenting.

In the meantime, the more An Lingyang observed the young man, the more familiar he seemed, as if he had known him all along.

He stared in a daze at those clear, expressive eyes and couldn’t help but murmur, “Mr. Xi, have we met before? You said it’s your destiny to help the Anling Family. Did you know about us before?”

After clearing her throat, Xi Yue uttered, “Please call me Xi Yue.”

After considering for a moment, Xi Yue slowly replied, “I do have some connection with the Anling Family. Do you happen to remember someone named Anling Yue?”

“What!” Anling Yang exclaimed, visibly shaken as he trembled with excitement.

Once he regained his composure, he grabbed Xi Yue’s hand and asked in a trembling voice, “You know Yue? Have you seen her? Where did you meet her? Is she doing well?”

Anling Yang’s voice was hoarse and choked with emotion, but the urgency and worry in his tone were unmistakable.

A hint of confusion appeared in Xi Yue’s eyes as she glanced to the side.

She noticed that everyone in the Anling Family was visibly excited, especially Anling Yuan and a few others. They were all trembling, staring intently at Xi Yue with eyes full of hope.

“Don’t you hate Anling Yue?” Xi Yue asked slowly. “I heard from Anling Yao that it was Anling Yue’s sudden disappearance after being chosen as the saintess that brought such disaster upon the Anling Family.”

“If it weren’t for Anling Yue, you would still be a prominent family in the Dark Cloud Realm, not living in constant fear and on the run. Anling Yue’s actions brought you to this state. Don’t you hate her for that?”

Anling Yang was momentarily stunned and slowly released his grip on Xi Yue’s hand.

Anling Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head. “At first, of course, we hated her. Especially seeing Shuang demoted from wife to concubine, watching the once-proud daughters of the Anling Family reduced to servants and slaves, witnessing the extended family members flee, and the Anling Family falling apart… How could we not hate her?”

“But as time went by, we came to realize that Yue knew exactly what would happen to the Anling Family if she ran away. She wouldn’t have allowed the Anling Family to be doomed forever, would she?”