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.

While it may be fresh and tender, it’s not

at Blake, his eyes seemingly conveying the message. “It’s fine if you want to take risks, but don’t drag me into

Blake was silent.

continued, “It’s natural selection, the strong prey on the weak.

at Blake’s

finger and asked, “So, should

was so enticing that she could not help

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

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

her mouth.

could not be matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were bulging, and Lilly could not help but

was cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and placed them in each of

lead, Lilly rolled the meat in pepper

they saw

Lilly stuck out her tongue as tears streamed down her

only to find that it was scalding hot, so he hurriedly

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

Hmm…pouty lips…

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

of her swollen lips in the mirror and asked with a mournful expression, “Daddy, do you think my lips will heal by tomorrow when we go

Granny

her plan to find her father, Bettany was not

leaving, Bettany kept nagging, “Eat well and stay safe.”

should always be a priority, even when enjoying a hot pot

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

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

her head. “I don’t know where

snorted. “Aren’t you skilled in fortune–telling?”

shrimp and replied while munching, “Daddy, do you think fortune–telling can

what if

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

intrigued. “Is that so?”

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

“What do you mean by

for a moment and mumbled, “I mean, Master’s explanations

a foundation and cannot be done out of

It fascinated him, and he made up his mind to

hand and said,

thought, Blake casually replied, “5.”