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.

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

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

Blake was silent.

the strong prey on the

at Blake’s

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

fragrance of the hot pot was so enticing

still needs some more cooking. Let’s wait for a few minutes, Lilly.”

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

her mouth.

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

Anthony scooped them up

Lilly rolled the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed it into her

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

as

figures, were in a state of fluster. One of them grabbed a glass of water, only to find that it was scalding

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

Hmm…pouty lips…

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

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

Granny see her like

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

“Eat well and

even when enjoying a hot pot

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

You could have just told me where Uncle Cloud is

head. “I don’t know

“Aren’t you skilled in

and replied while munching, “Daddy, do

questioned, “And what if it can?”

the world. People who excel in fortune–telling might think they have access to all knowledge.”

“Is that so?”

share what she had 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

do you mean by

and mumbled, “I mean, Master’s explanations

foundation and cannot

over her words. It fascinated him, and he made

hand and said,

Blake