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.

standing

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

wondering if it was just

quickened his pace, he felt that there was a ghost floating on top

sounded in his

cried, but they were

ran away, and couldn’t

“Mom…”

dining table, and

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

they saw Zachary running in as

and said sternly, “Why are you

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

behind

He was dazzled.

withdrew his gaze and

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

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

were so

face and didn’t want to

come when we called you to have your

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

in 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

I

rude, Liam was so angry that he wanted

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

how about fried chicken?

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

and looked at

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

not want Zachary to

put on such sour faces

him, so he stuffed a large piece of eggplant into his mouth and chewed a couple of mouthfuls

he spat

is this?” He

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

minced meat was also

down a

there anything worse than this?

Everyone was silent.

everyone, then

everyone did not answer his, so she did

tell her brother, of

day, and it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass

was yellow and orange, it looked really

up a piece of chicken with thick meat and put it

“Yuck!”

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

crossed his arms and

stopped talking, choking on

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

on, we saved these dishes

Zachary was silent.

Margaret, would you please bring me a

throat tightened, “Why would you

and

Zachary was speechless,

an outsider still wanted to lecture

turn to speak

grandparents did not even lecture

to flip the table and leave

suddenly took out his phone, clicked on an app, and heard a