Chapter 175: Carrying on the family lineage of Wolfe, searching for bones and tracing the goddess

"Then let's go over and invite him immediately!"

The middle-aged white woman said excitedly: "It's been two years and I finally have hope."

"good."

The middle-aged African-American man was also moved by his wife's emotions. Thinking of his boss's reliable character, he was full of expectations for Chuck: "My dear, I will go and prepare first, and we will set off immediately."

"well!"

The middle-aged white woman nodded in agreement.

The middle-aged African-American man glanced at his wife who was crying again, suppressed the urge to comfort him, got up and went to the study. After closing the door, he took a deep breath and dialed a number: "General, it's me..."

New Jersey.

Princeton University.

"Dr. Wolfe."

"Mr. Cooper."

Chuck came over and met Little Sheldon again, greeting him with the customary social greeting.

"She lied to me!"

Little Sheldon endured it again and again, and said to Chuck.

"Used to it."

Chuck was indifferent and didn't even ask who she was.

"Amazing Amy lied to me."

Young Sheldon was unconvinced and said more truthfully: "That night, she said she was going back to her home in New Jersey, but obviously she wasn't."

"so?"

Chuck stopped and looked at him.

"..."

Little Sheldon froze there. In the past, he advocated speaking honestly and not lying, but a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. It would be better to lie to him than to directly ignore his feelings like Chuck, right?

"Hi, Chuck."

At this time, Cheryl and her three daughters came over and greeted Chuck with a smile, but there was something strange in their smiles.

"Hi, Sheldon."

"Hi."

Little Sheldon came back to his senses, shook his head, said hello, turned around and left. Every time he warned himself to stay away from Chuck, but every time he seemed to be unable to escape, it became a habit.

Even if he didn't want to, now he would always take the initiative to say hello to Chuck whenever they met.

"Hi, Chuck."

Trish greeted Chuck with a forced smile: "Congratulations on saving another girl who needs your rescue."

"It's the girl who deserves congratulations."

Chuck said bluntly.

"indeed!"

Trish murmured: "It's the girl who deserves to be congratulated."

"So, you and Amazing Amyha?"

Seeing that her sister was having a hard time with herself, Cheryl was afraid of making a joke, so she quickly picked up the topic and asked tentatively.

"What happened to her and me?"

Chuck looked at her.

"Have you not confirmed your relationship yet?"

Cheryl's eyes lit up.

"Why do we need to establish a relationship?"

Chuck asked rhetorically.

"It's all said on the news..."

Trish looked at Chuck expectantly: "So it's fake news again?"

"Like other news, most of it is false."

Chuck said.

"Where is the truth?"

Cheryl asked.

"It's true to do experiments."

Chuck said calmly.

"..."

Sisters Cheryl and Tracy’s smiles froze.

This is what they least want to hear.

Justine was as transparent as ever, and she didn't want to get involved in Chuck's silly affairs with his best friends and sisters.

"Hi, Chuck."

At this time, Professor Alicia Harper walked over like a spring breeze, and greeted everyone with a smile: "You saved another innocent girl, well done! Cheryl, Tracy, you are getting more and more beautiful,

And Justine, your temperament is getting better and better."

After saying that, without waiting for anyone to respond, he confessed and walked away on high heels: "Class is about to start, please hurry up."

Chuck stopped and looked at the back of Professor Alicia Harper.

"The professor is in a very good mood recently."

Seeing this, Cheryl explained: "I heard from Tracy that she made a pen pal who is proficient in art."

"Um."

When Trish said this, he suppressed the sourness in his heart for a moment, and introduced what he knew with a smile: "The professor was originally in love with art, and that pen pal has extremely high attainments in art, and every word he said pointed directly to the art.

The core of art makes the professor very much look forward to communicating with each other.”

She was also studying art at Princeton University. In addition, Cheryl had a teacher-student relationship with Professor Alicia Harper. Tracy had quite a lot of communication with Professor Alicia Harper, so she knew

The latest on Professor Alicia Harper.

Chuck nodded and said nothing.

"The situation at the professor's house... is actually quite good."

Justine said something quietly.

Cheryl and Tracy looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Professor John Harper, the husband of Professor Alicia Harper, is known to have problems. Many people lament that a flower is stuck on cow dung. Among them, there are many people who feel good about themselves and pursue it blatantly, but there is no way.

Professor Licia Harper has always refused harshly, leaving no room for others to imagine.

As for some libertines who knew there was no room for imagination but still wanted to force interpretation, they soon understood that if they wanted to force interpretation, it also depended on whether they had the strength. After being beaten, they all calmed down, and finally formed the current understanding.

He knew that the corner was very sloping and that the thief had a lot to do, but he did not interfere with the situation of the flower of Princeton.

Cheryl, Justine, and other students, although they don’t understand why Professor Alicia Harper doesn’t get divorced, they also know that the professor is unhappy. Now that they see a pen pal and the professor is so cheerful, naturally they all feel for her.

Happy.

Everyone went to the classroom, and Tracy also listened.

After class.

Just when Cheryl was about to take Chuck to continue chatting about some topics they were interested in, Chuck's phone rang. She nodded to Cheryl and the others, picked up the answer, and walked out.

"Amazing Amy."

Tracy sighed quietly.

"It doesn't have to be her."

Cheryl comforted her. Seeing that her sister had no intention of comforting her, she thought for a while and said, "I hope it's her. Chuck likes to be quiet. If she keeps pestering him, he will stay away from her."

Tracy's eyes immediately lit up.

Since her fiancé was killed and she was almost imprisoned as a slave by FBI agents, her formerly cheerful personality has become somewhat melancholy and quiet.

She can wait quietly for a long time.

But Amazing Amy cannot.
To be continued...