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.

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

glanced at Blake, his eyes seemingly conveying the message. “It’s fine if you want

Blake was silent.

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

speechless at Blake’s remark.

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

pot was so enticing that she could not help but drool.

more cooking. Let’s wait for a

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

her mouth.

be matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were bulging, and Lilly could not

Anthony scooped them up

in pepper and eagerly stuffed it into her

Anthony and Blake could stop her, they saw her spitting out the spicy

out her tongue as tears streamed

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

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

Hmm…pouty lips…

yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was not present, or else they would have faced her wrath.

the mirror and asked with a mournful expression, “Daddy, do you think my lips will heal by

let Granny see

her father, Bettany

kept nagging, “Eat well and stay safe.”

always be a priority, even when enjoying a

caught sight of the man in black on the surveillance footage, still roaming the

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

“I don’t know

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

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

“And what

“That’s a misconception about fortune–telling in the world. People who excel in fortune–telling might

“Is that

unraveled… There are things that can

you mean by that?”

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

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

made up his

hold of Blake’s hand and said, “Pick

much thought, Blake casually replied,