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.

“It’s not like I haven’t had hot pot before. While it may be fresh and tender, it’s not fully cooked. We need to

at Blake, his eyes seemingly conveying the message. “It’s fine if you want to take risks, but don’t drag me

Blake was silent.

lazily, and continued, “It’s natural selection, the strong prey on the weak. If the worm doesn’t kill

was speechless at Blake’s

her finger and asked, “So, should we continue cooking

enticing that she could not

“It still needs some more cooking. Let’s wait

up a piece of meat, sprinkled pepper on it,

her mouth.

how delicious the food was at home, sometimes the taste of dining out could not be matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were bulging,

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

meat in pepper and

they saw her spitting out

Lilly stuck out her tongue as tears streamed

of fluster. One of them grabbed a glass of water, only to find

bottle of chilled soy milk, Lilly’s lips were left swollen

Hmm…pouty lips…

help but find the situation amusing, yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was not present, or else

asked with a mournful expression, “Daddy, do you think my lips will

not let Granny

her father, Bettany was not pleased but

leaving, Bettany kept nagging, “Eat well and stay

should always be a priority, even when enjoying a hot pot meal.

the man in black on the surveillance footage, still roaming

you didn’t have to come here in person. You could have just told me where Uncle Cloud is through

know where Uncle Cloud

“Aren’t you skilled in fortune–telling?”

“Daddy, do you think fortune–telling can be done casually,

questioned, “And what

the world. People who excel in fortune–telling might

“Is that so?”

can be told and things

“What do you mean by that?”

moment and mumbled, “I mean,

continued, “Fortune–telling requires a foundation and cannot be done out of thin

her words. It fascinated him, and he made

took hold of Blake’s hand and

Blake casually replied,