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.

may be fresh and tender, it’s not fully cooked. We need to be careful

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

Blake was silent.

continued, “It’s natural selection, the strong

was speechless at Blake’s remark.

her finger and asked, “So, should we continue

of the hot pot was so enticing

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

piece of meat, sprinkled pepper on it, and popped

her mouth.

sometimes the taste of dining out could not be matched. Lisa ate

the food was cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up

Lilly rolled the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed it into her mouth.

Blake could stop her, they saw her spitting

Lilly stuck out her tongue as tears streamed down her face.

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

chilled soy milk, Lilly’s lips were left

Hmm…pouty lips…

find the situation amusing, yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was

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

could not let Granny

told Bettany her plan to find her father, Bettany was not pleased

“Eat well and stay safe.”

even when

the man in black on the

to come here in person. You could have just told me where Uncle Cloud

don’t know

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

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

what

world. People who excel in fortune–telling might think they have

grew intrigued. “Is that

arises, and sometimes it doesn’t. There 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 a written word from the

you mean by

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

own interpretation, Lilly continued, “Fortune–telling requires a foundation and

made up his mind to learn fortune–telling in the

hand and said, “Pick

Blake