Westchester, New York.
After saying goodbye to the S.H.E.L.D. agent who drove her to the intersection, Suzanne raised her head and looked at the magnificent castle not far away.
That was her destination, Charles's ancestral home, which was also the location of the school he opened, "Xavier Academy for Gifted Youth".
That's right, in order to establish a school that could accommodate and train mutated humans, Charles donated his own ancestral home.
His selflessness was admirable.
Just as Suzanne took a deep breath and was about to walk slowly along the road, she saw a Durange driving in from the opposite direction. After a very beautiful drift, the car stopped next to her.
The window rolled down, revealing a young man wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses.
He nodded at Suzanne, "Suzie, long time no see."
Suzanne opened the door of the passenger seat and sat in without hesitation. As she closed the door, she said, "Hank, to be exact, we haven't seen each other in half a year."
"Seat belt," Hank reminded her.
Suzanne couldn't stand it anymore and said, "It's such a short distance …"
Seeing Hank stare at her without blinking, his eyes full of disapproval, she finally compromised. She pulled the seat belt and muttered, "Hank, you're so old-fashioned, I suspect it's the aftereffect of being a teacher for too long. To be honest, sometimes we should be more flexible. "
Hank agreed, "Yes, sometimes we need to be more flexible, but —" He shook his finger at Suzanne, "Not wearing a seat belt is not included, it's for safety reasons."
Suzanne rolled her eyes, "Hank, I just met a guy who's as old-fashioned as you. Oh, no, he's even more old-fashioned than you. I don't understand why I always meet people like you. Of course, the good thing is, you're also handsome. "
"So you can stand him?" Hank looked at her with understanding.
Suzanne: "…" Did everyone already know that she was obsessed with looks? Before Suzanne and Hank could say anything more, the car stopped in front of the castle.
Hank got out of the car first and went to Suzanne's side to open the door for her. He also carefully put his hand on the door frame to prevent her from accidentally hitting her head.
He looked very gentlemanly, completely different from his beast form.
"Thank you." Suzanne thanked Hank. She looked around and said, "It's so quiet. Are Qian Huan and Qin still in class?" She asked in a doubtful tone.
Hank said matter-of-factly, "Of course, it's class time now."
As they spoke, the two of them walked side by side in the direction of Charles's office.
Suzanne patted her chest and said happily, "Fortunately, I've already graduated. Congratulations."
"You mean that drama school?" Hank glanced at her and shook his head. "You should come to our school, Suzie. At your age, you should be sitting in a classroom. "
Suzanne raised her eyebrows proudly. "I don't think so. On the contrary, I'm very glad that I made the right choice back then. "
At that moment, the two of them walked to a door.
Hank knocked on the door and said, "If he hears you say that, Charles will be sad."
"He won't." Suzanne smiled confidently. "Charles isn't that fragile."
Just then, a gentle male voice sounded from inside the door. "Please come in."
Pushing the door open, Suzanne saw Charles sitting behind his desk. There was a smile in his cornflower blue eyes. "Suzanne, Hank is right. I'm a little sad."
"Charles," Suzanne called out happily and rushed up to give him a big hug. "I missed you so much."
Charles patted her back gently. "I missed you too, sweetheart."
"How have you been recently?" Straightening up, Suzanne looked him up and down carefully, then nodded with satisfaction. "Well, you're not fat or thin, and you look better. I didn't talk to Magneto in vain."
As for the way to talk, everyone knew. Looking at Charles's appearance, Magneto was indeed much more well-behaved recently.
When he was making trouble, a little girl suddenly jumped out, accidentally hurt him, and turned him into a small shark. He had to stay in the fish tank and eat fish food for several months. Magneto, who finally turned back to his old self, thought to himself, "I have a lot of words to say right now."
Charles was helpless. "Sweetheart, what does this have to do with Eric?"
Suzanne said confidently, "Why doesn't it have anything to do with him? If it weren't for him causing trouble every day and making you have to clean up his mess, why would you be so worried that your hairline has receded so much? "
As she said that, she touched Charles's hairline with her hand and said worriedly, "Charles, you're so good-looking. You must take good care of it. Otherwise, it's simply a waste of God's gift. Even God will cry. "
The professor didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took her hand away from his forehead. "Well, sweetheart, why do we have to talk about my hairline when we meet?"
"Because Mcauliffe is suffering from a midlife crisis." Suzanne wrinkled her nose, and her eyes were full of disdain. "Not only is he gaining weight, but his hairline is receding very fast. He almost went bald in the front half of his head." As she said that, she clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction. "British man, huh." She didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was very clear.
The British man who was implicated in the group said, "… What's wrong with British men? We're gentlemen and elegant! "
Suzanne said, "Hairline."
K.O
"I don't think it's just because he's British." Charles, who knew Holmes's family well, said.
"I know, it's all Sherlock's fault." Suzanne suddenly became indignant. "If it weren't for him always causing trouble, Mcauliffe's hairline wouldn't have become like this so quickly."
Looking at the black-haired girl who didn't have any self-awareness at all, Charles was speechless. How could you say that so righteously? Did you cause any less trouble than he did?
Seeing Charles's speechless expression, Suzanne blinked in confusion and called out, "… Charles?"
Charles immediately nodded and smiled. He agreed and said, "You're right, sweetheart. Sherlock is a little too troublesome."
Suzanne nodded like she had found a soulmate. Her eyes were full of disdain. "That's right! He's almost 30 years old, and all he does is cause trouble with Watson every day. He doesn't even have a girlfriend. "
Then, he changed the topic. "Speaking of which, if it weren't for the fact that Watson has a girlfriend, I would have thought that they were in that kind of relationship."
Charles said, "… That kind of relationship?" What kind of relationship was that?
Suzanne said bluntly, "He's gay." She looked at Charles with a look that said, "Don't pretend you don't understand." She said tacitly, "You and Magneto, huh?"
Charles was speechless.
The professor wiped his face and thought bitterly to himself, 'Which bastard taught my sweetheart so badly?' Also …
"Eric and I are just good friends," he clarified.
Suzanna's eyes fully expressed what she meant by "I'd be a fool to believe you". Then, she spread her hands at Charles, with a look that said, "Okay, whatever you say." She obviously didn't believe him. Her look was very annoying.
Charles: Mentally exhausted.
Knowing that it was useless to explain, Charles had no choice but to change the subject. "Sweetheart, I heard that you just came back from S.H.E.L.D.?"
"Don't mention it," Suzanne leaned on the table and said helplessly, "I'm so unlucky."
"Huh?" The professor looked at her in confusion.
Suzanne briefly explained how she was unlucky enough to be caught red-handed by the captain of Team USA, how she was so close to successfully bluffing her way out, and how she had to confess her abilities like a criminal.
In the end, she concluded, "I'm so unlucky, it's all Frey's fault!"
At this time, Hank, who had been quietly listening to the two, suddenly interjected and asked strangely, "Why is it Frey's fault?"
The one who caught you was the captain of Team USA, and the one who exposed you was Black Widow. Even if his attitude when interrogating you wasn't friendly enough, as the director of S.H.E.L.D., he didn't do anything wrong, right?
Suzanne rolled her eyes, crossed her arms, and said confidently, "It's because he doesn't meet my aesthetic standards."
Hank: "…" I'm speechless.
Charles coughed twice and changed the topic. "Ahem, Sweetheart, did you tell them your abilities?"
"How is that possible?" Suzanne raised her eyebrows. "Charles, you know me. Am I such a good person? "
Charles: Of course not. If you were good, maybe the world would be at peace in the next moment.
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Suzanne didn't know that her godfather was criticizing her. She used her index finger and thumb to make a short distance. "I just selectively told them part of it. Well, that's what I exposed."
"Then what are you going to do next?" Charles asked.
"Nothing special." Suzanne shrugged and said, "I recently accepted a movie. I'll have to work on it for a while before I have to join the crew."
"That movie 'Agent S'?"
Suzanne was a little surprised. "… You know about it?"
Hank interjected, "All the movies you've acted in, uh …" He paused and said, "It's us, we've all seen it. Qianhuan is your little fan. She told us what movie you're going to act in next, hahaha … "
Suzanne tilted her head and looked at Hank. She asked suspiciously, "… Really?"
Hank nodded. "It's true."
At this moment, Charles suddenly said, "Sweetheart, are you really not going to do anything else? For example, "he paused," … Investigate the truth of what happened back then. "
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