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

conveying the message. “It’s fine if you want to take risks, but don’t drag

Blake was silent.

continued, “It’s natural selection, the strong

was speechless at Blake’s remark.

and asked, “So, should we continue

fragrance of the hot pot was so enticing that she could not

“It still needs some more cooking. Let’s wait for a

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

her mouth.

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

them

Lilly rolled the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed it

and Blake could stop her, they saw her spitting out the spicy meat.

as tears streamed down her

them 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 for

bottle of chilled soy milk, Lilly’s lips were left swollen from the scorching temperature.

Hmm…pouty lips…

the situation amusing, yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was

the mirror and asked with a mournful

not let Granny see her like this!

her father, Bettany was not pleased but eventually gave her

kept nagging, “Eat well and stay safe.”

even

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

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

know where Uncle Cloud is

snorted. “Aren’t you skilled

while munching, “Daddy, do you think fortune–telling can be done casually, anytime, anywhere?”

“And what if

a misconception about fortune–telling in the world. People who

intrigued. “Is that

has its 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 but fail in the south.

asked, “What do you

moment and mumbled, “I mean, Master’s explanations tend to be

Lilly continued, “Fortune–telling requires a foundation and

pondered over her words. It fascinated him, and he made

of Blake’s hand and said, “Pick a

thought, Blake