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

the message. “It’s fine if you want

Blake was silent.

“It’s natural selection, the strong prey

was speechless at Blake’s remark.

asked, “So, should we continue cooking it?”

so enticing that she

some more cooking. Let’s wait for a few

the other side, Lisa had already picked up a piece of meat, sprinkled pepper

her mouth.

at home, sometimes the taste of dining out could not be matched. Lisa ate until

cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them

in pepper and eagerly

could stop her, they saw her spitting

stuck out her tongue as

of fluster. One of them grabbed a glass of water, only to find

milk, Lilly’s lips

Hmm…pouty lips…

speechless. Fortunately, the old

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

let Granny see her

her father, Bettany was not pleased but eventually gave

kept nagging, “Eat well and stay

even when

man in black on the surveillance footage, still roaming

person. You could have just told me where Uncle Cloud is through the phone.”

know where Uncle Cloud is

“Aren’t you

out a non–spicy shrimp and replied while munching, “Daddy,

what if it

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

grew intrigued. “Is

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 but fail in the south. There are fortune- telling methods that rely on a written word from the seeker, while others require the seeker to utter a specific phrase…”

asked, “What do you mean by that?”

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

foundation and

him, and he made up his mind to

of Blake’s hand and said,

thought, Blake casually replied,