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 fully cooked. We need to be

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

Blake was silent.

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

at

and asked, “So, should we continue cooking

hot pot was so enticing that she could not help but

some more cooking. Let’s

already picked up a piece of meat, sprinkled pepper on

her mouth.

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

scooped them up and placed them in each of their

the meat in pepper and eagerly

her, they saw her spitting out the spicy

stuck out her tongue as tears

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

soy milk, Lilly’s lips were left

Hmm…pouty lips…

couldn’t help but find the situation amusing, yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was not present,

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

could not let Granny see her

when she told Bettany her plan to find her father, Bettany was not pleased but

kept nagging, “Eat well and

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

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

You could have just told me where Uncle Cloud is through the

shook her head. “I don’t know where

snorted. “Aren’t you

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

what if it

People

“Is that

unveiled and secrets that can be unraveled… There are things that can be told and things

you mean

mumbled, “I

foundation and cannot be

he made up his mind to learn fortune–telling in the

Blake’s hand and said, “Pick a number, Daddy.”

much thought, Blake casually