"We're the ones who should be thanking you."
The middle-aged woman didn't say exactly what she was thanking him for, but no one at the table looked confused.
"It was just a coincidence."
Xiao Xiao smiled faintly.
He naturally understood what the middle-aged woman meant.
"Whether it was a coincidence or not, the result is what matters."
The middle-aged woman smiled, unconcerned.
Luck was an intangible thing, after all.
In her eyes, Xiao Xiao was a lucky star for her and her child. That was enough.
"Anyway, Xiao Xiao, thank you."
The middle-aged woman thanked Xiao Xiao solemnly.
After she led the way, everyone else at the table except Yu Yanyan thanked Xiao Xiao as well.
They had seen it with their own eyes: the child's fever had gone down on the very night Xiao Xiao came to visit.
The child looked at the adults around them, tilting their little head in confusion.
Then, following their example, they waved their tiny hand at Xiao Xiao and said in a babyish voice, "Thank you, thank you..."
"Pfft!"
Everyone was amused by the child's adorable antics.
The awkwardness and stiffness at the table faded, and the atmosphere grew relaxed and warm.
After dinner, the child grabbed Xiao Xiao's pants and led him toward their room.
Because of A Jiu, the child was very fond of Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao looked at the child, his gaze softening.
He had just been thinking of checking the child's room.
He hadn't found any trace of a monster in the living room or the kitchen.
So the child's room was indeed the most likely place for them to have picked up the demonic aura.
When they reached the doorway, Xiao Xiao looked inside.
It was an ordinary child's room.
Toys the child