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.

may be fresh and

“It’s fine if you want to take

Blake was silent.

back in his chair lazily, and continued, “It’s natural selection, the strong prey on the weak. If

was speechless at Blake’s

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

of the hot pot was so enticing

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

piece of meat, sprinkled pepper on it,

her mouth.

taste of dining out could not be matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were bulging, and

the food was cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and

the meat in pepper

stop her, they saw her

tongue as tears streamed down her face.

of them grabbed a glass of water, only to find

down a bottle of chilled soy milk, Lilly’s lips

Hmm…pouty lips…

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

a mournful

not let Granny see

find her father,

kept nagging, “Eat well and stay

be a priority, even when enjoying a hot pot meal.

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

have to come here in person. You could have just told me where Uncle

know where

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

out a non–spicy shrimp and replied while munching, “Daddy, do you think fortune–telling can be done casually,

questioned, “And what if it

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

intrigued. “Is that

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

asked, “What do you mean by

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

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

It fascinated him, and he made up his mind to learn fortune–telling

took hold of Blake’s hand and said, “Pick a

Blake casually replied, “5.”