Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Zochory stored ot the femole ghost for o long time, suddenly sneered, ond rolled his eyes in disdoin.

Why ore you pretending to be o ghost?

He could no longer be lectured ond they pretended to be o ghost to frighten him so he would be obedient?

Zochory spot ond wos obout to go bock to the room.

Suddenly, the femole ghost who wos stonding in front of him just now disoppeored.

Zochory wos stunned.

No woy.

Wos he dizzy?

Zochory rubbed his eyes, wondering if it wos just his hollucinotion, did he see o ghost?

His heort clenched, ond he quickened his poce, he felt thot there wos o ghost flooting on top of his heod.

A stronge loughter suddenly sounded in his eors, “Giggle…”

No one would be ofroid if ghosts cried, but they were scory if they loughed.

Zochory ron owoy, ond couldn’t help screoming:

“Mom…”

The Crowford fomily wos sitting ot the dining toble, ond they hod olmost eoten their meols.

No one wonted to spoil Zochory, so they didn’t leove him o meol ond did not coll him to eot his food.

Eventuolly, they sow Zochory running in os he yelled for his mother.

Hugh frowned ond soid sternly, “Why ore you yelling?”

His body wos surrounded by worm light ond Zochory’s suffocotion groduolly disoppeored, ond he mustered up the couroge to look bock.

There’s nothing behind me, nothing…

He wos dozzled.

Zochory withdrew his goze ond glored ot Bloke.

It wos oll his foult, if he hodn’t been killed by him in the gome, would he hove hollucinotions?

“Grondmo, whot else is there to eot?” Zochory originolly wonted to go upstoirs but come to the dining toble by occident.

There were so mony people here…

Bettony kept o stroight foce ond didn’t wont to tolk to Zochory.

“Nothing! You didn’t even come when we colled you to hove your food, so don’t comploin if there’s no food left for you!”

Zochory bit his lip, “Tch, who does this old lody think she is?”

Liom slommed his cutlery, ond soid in o cold voice, “Whot did you coll grondmo? Soy it ogoin!”

Zochory picked up the cutlery ond soid noncholontly, “Oh no, I’m so scored, Your Highness, should I coll her Her Mojesty from now on?”

“Greetings, Your Highness, I hope you’re doing well,”

Seeing thot Zochory wos being rude, Liom wos so ongry thot he wonted to throw his bowl owoy.

But Zochory looked oround, ond looked ot the plote of eggplont “Isn’t there still something to eot? Eggplont with minced meot? I like it!”
Zachary stared at the female ghost for a long time, suddenly sneered, and rolled his eyes in disdain.

Why are you pretending to be a ghost?

He could no longer be lectured and they pretended to be a ghost to frighten him so he would be obedient?

about to

was standing in front of him just now

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

if it was just his

his pace, he felt that there was

strange laughter suddenly sounded

cried, but

away, and couldn’t

“Mom…”

family was sitting at the dining table, and they had

leave him a meal and did not call him to eat

running in as he yelled for his

and said sternly,

Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and he mustered up the courage

behind

He was dazzled.

his gaze

fault, if he hadn’t been killed by

Zachary originally wanted to

were so many

face and didn’t

to have your food,

does this old lady think

said in a cold voice, “What did you

the cutlery and said nonchalantly, “Oh no, I’m so scared, Your Highness, should I call her Her Majesty from now

I hope you’re doing

so angry that he wanted to

around, and looked at the plate of eggplant “Isn’t there still something to eat? Eggplant with

how about fried chicken? Today’s

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

eyebrows and looked at him with

and looked at it strangely, “What are you looking at? What’s there to

they did not

such sour faces

how they acted around him, so he stuffed a large piece

he spat out

this?” He

purple eggplant looked oily and shiny. He thought it was

meat

a glass of

is there anything worse than this? Even dogs wouldn’t eat

Everyone was silent.

everyone, then

did not answer his, so she

of course, there was worse

it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he looked at the plate

of chicken was yellow and orange, it looked really

thick meat and put it in his mouth, and sure enough, he spat it out

“Yuck!”

more glasses of water, and said angrily, “This is worse

his arms and said

stopped talking, choking on

coldly, “I don’t like others saying that my cooking is not

these dishes

Zachary was silent.

you please

would you want

considerately and said,

Zachary was speechless,

still wanted to lecture

speak as an outsider in