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 go back

standing in front of him just now

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

it was just his hallucination, did he

pace, he felt that there was a ghost floating

suddenly sounded

one would be afraid if ghosts cried, but they were scary if

away, and couldn’t help

“Mom…”

was sitting at the dining table,

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

they saw Zachary running in as he yelled for

said sternly, “Why are you

gradually disappeared, and he mustered

behind

He was dazzled.

gaze and glared at

was all his fault, if he hadn’t been killed by him in the

else is there to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go upstairs but came to the dining

were so many

kept a straight face and

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

does this old

a cold voice, “What did you call grandma? Say it

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

I hope

rude, Liam was so angry that he wanted to throw his

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

how about fried chicken? Today’s food is

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

his eyebrows and looked

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

they did not want Zachary

such sour faces

stuffed a large piece of

second, he

this?”

purple eggplant looked oily and shiny. He thought it was delicious, but it turned out to be

minced meat was also

down a glass

there anything worse than this? Even

Everyone was silent.

looked at everyone, then at

did not answer his, so she did not answer

her brother, of course, there was worse food out

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

of chicken was yellow and

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

“Yuck!”

and said angrily, “This

arms and said

choking on

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

we saved these dishes for

Zachary was silent.

“Oh is it salty? Margaret, would you

would you want a basin

smiled considerately and said, “Here you

Zachary was speechless,

an outsider still

his turn to speak as an