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.

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

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

Blake was silent.

“It’s natural selection, the strong prey on

at

asked, “So,

so enticing that she could not

still needs some more cooking.

other side, Lisa had already picked up a piece

her mouth.

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

thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and placed them

rolled the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed it into

Blake could stop her, they saw her

tongue as tears

only to find that it was scalding hot, so he hurriedly rushed to the refrigerator to fetch a carton of milk for

milk, Lilly’s lips were left swollen from the scorching temperature.

Hmm…pouty lips…

men couldn’t help but find the situation amusing, yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was not present, or else they would have faced her wrath.

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

not let Granny

her plan to find her father, Bettany was

nagging, “Eat well

a priority, even when

the man in black on the surveillance footage, still roaming the

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

“I don’t know where Uncle

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

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

“And what if

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

“Is

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,

do you mean by that?”

mumbled, “I mean,

foundation

over her words. It fascinated him, and he made up his mind to

Blake’s hand and

Blake casually replied,