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.

haven’t had hot pot before. While it may be fresh

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

Blake was silent.

his chair lazily, and continued, “It’s natural selection, the strong prey on

at Blake’s remark.

asked, “So,

pot was so enticing

still needs some more cooking. Let’s wait for

Lisa had already picked up a piece of meat, sprinkled pepper on

her mouth.

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

thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and

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

could stop her, they saw her spitting out the

stuck out her tongue as tears streamed down her

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

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

Hmm…pouty lips…

they were left speechless. Fortunately, the

lips in the mirror and asked with a mournful expression, “Daddy, do

let Granny see

told Bettany her plan to find her father,

Bettany kept nagging, “Eat

even

black on

person. You could have just told me where Uncle Cloud is

“I don’t know where

“Aren’t you

shrimp and replied while munching, “Daddy, do you

what if it can?”

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

intrigued. “Is that so?”

involved. Sometimes the opportunity 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

do you

“I

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

over her words. It fascinated him, and he made up his mind to learn fortune–telling in the

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

much thought, Blake casually replied, “5.”