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.

hot pot before. While it may be fresh and tender, it’s not fully

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

Blake was silent.

selection, the strong prey on the weak. If the worm doesn’t

was speechless at

asked, “So, should we

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

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

a piece of meat, sprinkled pepper

her mouth.

how delicious the food was at home, sometimes the taste of dining out could not be matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were bulging,

was cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and placed them

the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed

they saw her spitting out the spicy

Lilly stuck out her tongue as tears streamed

grabbed a glass of water, only to find that it was scalding hot, so he hurriedly rushed to the refrigerator to

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

Hmm…pouty lips…

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 tomorrow when we go

could not let Granny see her like this!

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

kept nagging, “Eat well

always be a priority, even when enjoying a hot pot

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

person. You could have just told me where Uncle Cloud

her head. “I don’t know where

you skilled in

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

“And what if it

about fortune–telling in the world. People

grew intrigued. “Is that

learned from Pablo. “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 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 seeker,

asked, “What do you mean

paused for a moment and mumbled, “I mean, Master’s explanations tend to be long–winded…”

continued, “Fortune–telling requires a foundation and cannot be done

fascinated him, and he made up his mind

hand and said, “Pick a number,

Blake casually