Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

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.

who was standing

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

eyes, wondering if it was just his

that there was

laughter suddenly sounded in his

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

ran away, and couldn’t help

“Mom…”

Crawford family was sitting at the dining table,

leave him a meal and

they saw Zachary running in as he yelled for his

sternly, “Why are you

warm light and Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and he mustered up

behind me,

He was dazzled.

his gaze and glared at

hadn’t been killed by him in

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

so many

a straight face and didn’t want to

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

does

slammed his cutlery, and said in a cold voice, “What did you

picked up the cutlery and said nonchalantly, “Oh no, I’m so scared, Your

Your Highness, I hope

so angry that

the plate of eggplant “Isn’t there

how about fried chicken?

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

and looked at him with folded

his cutlery and looked at it strangely, “What are

not want Zachary to

such

he stuffed a large piece

next second, he

is this?”

thought it was delicious, but it turned out to be

minced meat was

gulped down a glass of

there anything worse than this? Even

Everyone was silent.

everyone, then

his, so she did

brother, of

a day, and it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass

piece of chicken was yellow and orange, it looked really

meat and

“Yuck!”

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

crossed his arms and said leisurely, “I made

stopped talking, choking on

him coldly, “I don’t like others

these dishes for you,

Zachary was silent.

it salty? Margaret, would you please bring me a basin of

you

considerately and said, “Here you

Zachary was speechless,

outsider still wanted to lecture

to speak as

did not even lecture him,

to flip the

out his phone, clicked on an