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.

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

if you want to take risks, but don’t drag me into it, man.”

Blake was silent.

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

at Blake’s remark.

and asked, “So, should we continue

hot pot was so enticing

said, “It still needs some more cooking. Let’s wait for a few minutes,

had already picked up a piece of meat, sprinkled

her mouth.

not be matched. Lisa ate until her

them up

in pepper and eagerly

stop her, they

out her tongue as

to find that it was scalding hot, so he hurriedly rushed to the refrigerator to fetch a

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

Hmm…pouty lips…

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

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

not let Granny see her like

her plan to find her father, Bettany was not pleased but eventually gave

nagging, “Eat well

even when enjoying a

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

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

head. “I don’t know where

snorted. “Aren’t you skilled

“Daddy,

questioned, “And what

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

“Is that

“Fortune–telling has its timing, location, and individuals 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

you mean by

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

foundation and

him, and he made up his

hold of Blake’s hand and said,

Blake casually