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.

added, “It’s not like I haven’t had hot pot before. While it may be

eyes seemingly conveying the message. “It’s fine if you want to take risks,

Blake was silent.

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

at

finger and asked, “So,

enticing that she

needs some more cooking. Let’s wait

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

her mouth.

the taste of dining out could not be matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were bulging, and

was cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and placed them

rolled the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed it into her

could stop her, they saw

tongue as tears

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

Hmm…pouty lips…

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

a mournful expression,

Granny see her

her plan to find her father, Bettany

nagging, “Eat well and

even when

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

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

head. “I don’t know where Uncle Cloud

“Aren’t you

out a non–spicy shrimp and replied while munching, “Daddy, do you think fortune–telling can

“And what if it can?”

fortune–telling in the world. People who excel in fortune–telling might

grew intrigued. “Is that so?”

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

“What do you mean by that?”

for a moment and mumbled, “I

foundation and cannot be done

he made up his mind to learn

hand and said, “Pick a number, Daddy.”

Blake