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.

was standing in front of him

Zachary was stunned.

No way.

Was he dizzy?

eyes, wondering if it was just his hallucination, did he see a

that there

suddenly sounded in his

afraid if ghosts cried, but they were scary if

ran away, and couldn’t

“Mom…”

Crawford family was sitting at the dining

to spoil Zachary, so they didn’t leave him a meal and did not call him to

in as

said sternly,

and Zachary’s suffocation gradually disappeared, and

nothing behind

He was dazzled.

his gaze

fault, if he hadn’t been killed by

eat?” Zachary originally wanted to go upstairs but

were so many

straight face and didn’t

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

his lip, “Tch, who does this old

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

nonchalantly, “Oh no, I’m so scared, Your Highness, should I

I hope you’re

Liam was so angry

“Isn’t there still something to eat? Eggplant with minced

about fried chicken? Today’s

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

looked at him

at it strangely,

did not want Zachary to

on such sour faces

he stuffed a large piece of eggplant into his mouth and chewed a couple

he spat out the

this?” He

shiny. He thought it was delicious, but

minced meat was also

a glass of

it, is there anything worse than this? Even dogs wouldn’t eat

Everyone was silent.

looked at everyone, then

his, so

of course,

a day, and it was very uncomfortable to drink a glass of water, so he

was yellow and

chicken with thick meat and put it in his

“Yuck!”

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

his arms and

stopped talking, choking

at him coldly, “I don’t like

saved these dishes

Zachary was silent.

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

you want a

considerately and said, “Here you

Zachary was speechless,

still wanted

his turn to speak as an outsider in the

did not even

flip the table and leave

clicked on an