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?

to go back to the

was standing in front of him

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

rubbed his eyes, wondering if it was

clenched, and he quickened his pace, he felt that there was a ghost floating

laughter suddenly sounded in

if ghosts cried, but they were scary if

and couldn’t

“Mom…”

was sitting at the dining table, and they had almost eaten their

they didn’t leave him a meal and did not call him to eat

saw Zachary running in as

and said sternly, “Why are you

warm light and Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and he mustered up the courage to look

nothing behind me,

He was dazzled.

his gaze and

been killed by him in the game, would he have

eat?” Zachary originally wanted to

so

and didn’t want

even come when we called you to have your food, so don’t complain if there’s no food left for

lip, “Tch, who does this old

cold voice,

no, I’m so scared, Your Highness, should I call her

Highness, I hope

so angry that he wanted to throw his bowl

“Isn’t there still something to eat? Eggplant with minced meat? I like

how about fried chicken?

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

eyebrows and looked at him

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

not

on such sour

did not like how they acted around him, so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant into his mouth

next second, he spat out the

this?”

looked oily and shiny. He thought it was delicious, but it

minced meat was

down a glass

is there anything worse than this?

Everyone was silent.

at everyone,

everyone did not answer his, so she did not answer

brother, of course, there was worse

was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he

chicken was yellow and orange, it looked really

and he picked up a piece of chicken with thick meat and put it in his mouth, and sure

“Yuck!”

of water, and said angrily, “This is worse than the eggplant! Who made this, is

and

choking

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

we saved these dishes

Zachary was silent.

would you

throat tightened, “Why would you want a basin of

and said,

Zachary was speechless,

still wanted

his turn to speak as an outsider in the Crawford