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?

was about to

ghost who was standing in front

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

wondering if it was just his hallucination, did he

that there was

suddenly sounded in his ears,

ghosts cried, but they were

ran away, and couldn’t help

“Mom…”

dining table, and they had almost eaten their

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

saw Zachary running in as he

sternly,

gradually disappeared, and he mustered up the

behind

He was dazzled.

gaze and glared

fault, if he hadn’t been killed by him in the game, would he have

else is there to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go upstairs

so many people

face and didn’t want to

we called you to have your food, so don’t complain if there’s

bit his lip, “Tch, who does this old lady

a cold voice, “What did

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

Your Highness, I hope

so angry that he wanted

of eggplant “Isn’t there still something to eat? Eggplant

fried chicken? Today’s food

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

and looked at him with

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

did not

such sour faces and threatened

large piece of eggplant into his mouth and chewed a

next second, he spat

this?” He

shiny. He thought it was

minced meat was also

down a

worse than this? Even dogs wouldn’t

Everyone was silent.

at everyone,

did not answer his,

of course, there was

anything for a day, and it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he looked at

yellow and

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

“Yuck!”

it out again, poured three more glasses of water, and said angrily, “This is worse than the eggplant! Who

and said leisurely, “I made

choking on

looked at him coldly, “I don’t like others

these dishes for you, eat

Zachary was silent.

Margaret, would you please bring me a basin

“Why would you want a basin

and said, “Here you

Zachary was speechless,

sneered, an outsider still wanted to lecture

speak as an