Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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?

Zachary spat and was about to go back to the room.

standing

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

if it was just his hallucination, did he see

felt that there was a ghost floating on top of his

laughter suddenly sounded in his

be afraid if ghosts cried, but

and couldn’t

“Mom…”

Crawford family was sitting at the dining table, and they had almost

leave him a meal and did not

they saw Zachary running in

said sternly, “Why are

surrounded by warm light and Zachary’s suffocation gradually

nothing behind me,

He was dazzled.

his gaze

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

is there to eat?” Zachary originally wanted to

so

and didn’t want to talk to

to have your food, so don’t complain if there’s no

bit his lip, “Tch, who does

and said in a cold voice,

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

Highness, I hope

being 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 eat? Eggplant with minced meat?

about fried chicken?

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

eyebrows and looked at him with folded

picked up his cutlery and looked at it strangely, “What are you looking at?

not

on such

like how they acted around him, so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant into his mouth

second, he spat out the

this?”

He thought it was delicious, but it

meat was

a glass

than this? Even

Everyone was silent.

looked at everyone, then at

did not answer his, so she

of course,

it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of

was yellow and orange, it looked really

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

“Yuck!”

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

arms and

stopped talking, choking on

at him coldly, “I don’t like others

these dishes

Zachary was silent.

you please bring me a

throat tightened, “Why would you want a basin of

considerately and

Zachary was speechless,

sneered, an outsider still

speak as an outsider in the Crawford

not even

the table and leave