Chapter 1267: 611 goes on a rampage! The group’s favorite Si Fuqing [2 updates] Chapter 1267: 611 goes on a rampage! The group’s favorite Si Fuqing [2 updates] Fred was indeed a superficial man.

Si Fuqing softened the sharpness in her brows and eyes, and her facial features became more gentle.

When she acted obedient, she was quite deceptive.

Exactly the type the elders liked the most.

Therefore, without any hesitation, Fred pulled out a big red envelope and stuffed it into Si Fuqing’s hands.

He kindly said, “You are Odile’s friend, from now on, treat this place as your home. Eat whatever you want, take whatever you want; there’s no need to be polite with uncle.”

Si Fuqing didn’t refuse either, “Thank you, Uncle.”

Fred liked her more and more as he watched her, his face beaming with smiles, but then, as if he remembered something, he suddenly sighed.

He looked at Odile and said wistfully, “My daughter, can’t you pretend to be good and make me happy?”

“Oh,” Odile shrugged, “I can’t.”

Fred: “…”

He was very sad.

He had always hoped to have a beautiful daughter, who could be his little treasure.

But Odile had already become mature beyond her age at six, no longer allowing him to hold her.

And occasionally she would be quite forthright.

Fred snorted coldly and then told Si Fuqing, “Uncle has prepared a fried chicken feast for you. Go rest in my garden with Odile, while I continue with my official duties.”

Odile and Si Fuqing left together, and from the beginning to the end, they didn’t lay eyes on Will.

Naturally, Will recognized Si Fuqing, a face he would never forget once he saw it.

His heart was even more joyful.

Odile and Si Fuqing knew each other, so didn’t this clearly mean that if he married both of them, they certainly wouldn’t quarrel in the future?

This was an excellent piece of fortune.

Will was already impatient and spoke respectfully, “Your Majesty, I have an unreasonable request.”

Fred glanced at him indifferently, “Since you know it’s unreasonable, then don’t ask.”

Will was taken aback, and blurted out uncontrollably, “Your Majesty, I just want to marry Miss Odile, nothing more.”

“…”

The moment these words were uttered, even the air seemed to fall silent.

The butler looked toward Will in disbelief, his pupils dilated.

Fred did not get angry but instead chuckled, “What did you say?”

Will quickly repeated, “Please grant me Miss Odile’s hand in marriage, Your Majesty.”

Fred’s expression did not change, he asked lightly, “And your reason?”

“Your Majesty, Miss Odile is nearly thirty years old. Unlike men, women become less desirable as they age,” Will said earnestly, each word a candid reflection of his thoughts, “I have long admired Miss Odile and am willing to wait for her forever.”

“Besides, Your Majesty, as you know, women are of no use other than giving birth. For the sake of perpetuating the Lotebar family and producing more excellent offspring, I will marry her.”

The butler grew more alarmed as he listened, and by the end, his limbs turned ice cold, and his body stiffened.

What unspeakably heinous words were Will uttering!

“Good, good,” Fred stepped forward, his anger turning to laughter, “Very good!”

“Crack!”

Before Will could react, Fred had grabbed his throat. Will’s feet lifted off the ground, the air thinned, and he struggled to breathe.

He flailed about, becoming panicked, “Your, Your Majesty, I spoke from the heart, I…”

“Bang!”

Will’s temple was viciously struck by an elbow, his head buzzed, and suddenly everything went blank, his vision darkening.”

“My daughter has everything she wants. From the moment she was born, she was a princess, the future ruler of the Lotebar family. Who are you to come here and give pointers?” Fred, unable to contain his fury, slapped Will’s face hard, “What, do you think marrying her would be doing her a favor? Is she a criminal? Why do you want to marry her?”

What era was it that still harbored such foolish and feudal thinking?

Not to mention, in the evolved being community, it’s the fist that counts.

Whoever has the greatest strength and backing has the final say.

Fred slapped Will across the face time and time again, “You think you’re worthy? Have you looked in the mirror? Do you think being an A-class is something to be proud of?”

Will had been beaten senseless. He spat out mouthfuls of blood, speaking unintelligibly, “But Your Majesty, Miss Odile also likes me!”

“Bang!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Fred brutally kicked him in the chest.