Spoiled by Eight Uncles

In a small streetside hot pot restaurant with limited space, two tall and striking men sat at a table.

Beside them was a woman with an icy demeanor and an incredibly adorable little girl.

Lilly held a small bowl in both hands. The newly served hot pot was split into two different soups, with a non–spicy chicken soup base. Lilly took a sip and found it to be delicious and aromatic.

“Mmm, it’s so good!” Lilly’s face lit up with delight.

Lisa followed Lilly’s lead, also holding her bowl with both hands and quickly downing a bowl of chicken soup.

“So yummy!” she exclaimed as well.

Lilly chuckled, gazing at the simmering hairy belly, bloody meat, shrimp, and crispy duck intestines in the spicy pot.

“Are they ready to be eaten yet?” The little one stared at the hot pot without blinking.

Lilly’s presence eased Blake’s tension.

Lilly was here, and he could also access the plug–in.

There was no need to rush to find Cloud at the moment.

Let’s focus on enjoying the hot pot.

Blake skillfully picked up a piece of pork belly and said, “It’s ready to eat.”

Anthony frowned. “Cook it a bit longer.”

Blake retorted, “There’s a way to cook it so that it’ll taste better.”

“If you swish the pork belly in the hot pot, it’ll be perfectly cooked.”

Anthony was silent.

Blake exclaimed, “I’m serious, why would I lie to you?”

Having traveled the world and experienced various hardships, including dining at countless street stalls, Blake knew that the method was the best way to enjoy pork belly.

Anthony pushed Blake’s cutlery back into the hot pot.

He knew what Blake was about to say, and said, “Do you mom smack you?”

Blake promptly withdrew his cutlery.

before. While it may be fresh and tender, it’s

“It’s fine if you want to take risks, but don’t drag me

Blake was silent.

continued, “It’s natural selection, the strong prey

was speechless at

on her finger and asked, “So, should

the hot pot was so enticing that she could not help

Blake said, “It still needs some more cooking. Let’s wait for a few minutes,

already picked up a piece of meat, sprinkled pepper on it, and popped

her mouth.

matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were bulging, and Lilly could not help but gulp

when the food was cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and placed them in each

rolled the meat in pepper

could stop her, they saw

Lilly stuck out her tongue as tears

towering figures, were in a state of fluster. One of them grabbed a glass of water, only to find that it was scalding

chilled soy milk, Lilly’s lips were left swollen from the scorching temperature.

Hmm…pouty lips…

yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was not present, or

caught a glimpse of her swollen lips in the mirror and asked with a mournful expression, “Daddy, do you think my lips will heal by tomorrow

not let Granny see her

her plan to find her father, Bettany was not pleased but eventually gave her consent.

leaving, Bettany kept nagging, “Eat well

be a priority, even when enjoying a hot

meal, Blake caught sight of the man in black on the surveillance

could have just

know where

snorted. “Aren’t you skilled

replied while munching, “Daddy, do you think fortune–telling can be

questioned, “And what

fortune–telling in the world. People who excel in fortune–telling might think they have access to all

“Is

are mysteries that cannot be unveiled and secrets that can be unraveled… There are things that can be told and things that must remain unsaid… Some predictions work in the north but fail in the south. There are fortune- telling methods that rely on

asked, “What do you mean by

paused for a moment and mumbled, “I mean, Master’s explanations tend to

foundation and cannot

fascinated him, and he made up his mind

took hold of Blake’s hand and said, “Pick

Blake