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 fresh and tender,

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

Blake was silent.

the strong prey on the weak.

was speechless at

her finger and asked, “So, should we continue cooking it?”

hot pot was so enticing that

some more cooking. Let’s

other side, Lisa had already picked up a piece of

her mouth.

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

scooped them

the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed it into her

her, they saw

stuck out her tongue as tears streamed down

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

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

Hmm…pouty lips…

but find the situation amusing, yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the

and asked with a mournful

could not let Granny see her

father,

leaving, Bettany kept nagging, “Eat well and

priority, even when enjoying a hot pot meal.

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

you didn’t have to come here in person. You could have just

shook her head. “I don’t know

“Aren’t you skilled

replied while munching, “Daddy, do you

what if

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

“Is that

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

asked, “What do you

for a moment and mumbled, “I mean,

foundation and cannot be done out of

her words. It fascinated him, and he made

and said, “Pick a number,

Blake casually