Reborn as a woman in a superpowered society: My father remarried and gained an older sister.

She was already more than satisfied with her stepson.

While Gu Yuan was somewhat worried about Gu Qing's personality, Su Changqin thought Gu Qing's personality couldn't be better.

She is thoughtful, knows when to advance and retreat, and adheres to principles; she is far superior to her own daughter.

She had already decided that if Gu Qing was willing, she could groom Gu Qing as her successor and inherit her political resources.

Meanwhile, Su Xiyue had also changed her clothes.

Wearing a white evening gown and with her black hair styled in an updo, Su Xiyue exuded a more dignified and elegant air, her youthful innocence replaced by a refined and graceful demeanor.

"Xi Yue is so handsome, I wonder how many young boys he'll charm in the future!"

Gu Yuan naturally moved closer to Su Xiyue and examined her carefully.

"It's all thanks to Uncle for picking out such good clothes."

Su Xiyue smiled modestly.

Although she really wanted to boast, looking at Gu Qing's calm expression, she felt that boasting would inevitably be suspected of being arrogant.

As for charming young boys, it would be better if he could charm Gu Qing.

"I see!"

Seeing the smile on Su Xiyue's face, Gu Yuan suddenly punched his left palm with his right fist, and exclaimed in realization:

"I know what's wrong!"

Immediately, amidst the puzzled gazes of the others, Gu Yuan suddenly opened his bag.

22. Qingqing, do you want to wear a skirt?

"Dang Dang!"

Gu Yuan smiled smugly and took out two red ribbons to show off to everyone.

Gu Qing frowned slightly; he had already guessed the other party's plan.

"Qingqing, when taking pictures, don't have such a cold face!"

As Gu Yuan spoke, he walked up to Gu Qing.

He reached out and took a strand of Gu Qing's hair that fell onto her collarbone in his hand.

Then, with a red ribbon wrapped around Gu Qing's black hair, Gu Yuan's nimble fingers moved slightly, and a pretty red bow headband was tied around Gu Qing's black hair.

"I knew it……"

Gu Qing shook his head inwardly, but did not stop Gu Yuan's actions.

If it were just two hairbands, Gu Qing could barely accept it.

Moreover, it was a family photo to be taken, and Gu Qing didn't want to spoil everyone's fun.

So, under Gu Yuan's guidance, two strands of black hair hanging down in front of Gu Qing's chest were tied with red bow headbands.

The headband, positioned at Gu Qing's collarbone, added a touch of brightness to his white attire.

The original sense of sacredness and purity was also tainted by the mundane world at that moment.

It was as if a high and mighty deity had descended from his altar.

The aloof and noble temperament also gained a touch of gentleness at the same time, making people feel that it is no longer so distant or unapproachable.

Su Xiyue quietly observed Gu Qing's changes.

She still remembered that one day Gu Qing broke her hairband and had to use a red one instead.

Although she still had the same aloof face, she was now more gentle and graceful. Her original unapproachable aura was broken, as if the invisible wall of air had opened a door for visitors.

At that time, Gu Qing truly captivated Su Xiyue.

However, the next day Gu Qing went back to using her usual black hairband and returned to her usual aloof appearance.

Now, with two butterfly knots tied around her chest and dressed in white, Gu Qing appears even more gentle than she did that day.

Combined with her still slightly unfurled brows, she exuded a delicate charm that made one want to embrace her and cherish her.

"Let's start taking pictures!"

Seeing the changes in Gu Qing, Gu Yuan admired his masterpiece for a while and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, the family of four began taking photos in different positions under the photographer's guidance.

Some groups had Su Changqin and Gu Yuan sitting in front, with Gu Qing and Su Xiyue standing behind them; others had all four of them standing, some even holding hands.

As the flash went off, one photo after another was captured by the camera.

Gu Yuan would also occasionally chat with the photographer and check the images on the camera.

After a short while, Gu Yuan said with a smile, "Qingqing, smile more, don't keep that long face!"

Gu Qing nodded upon hearing this, intending to twitch the corner of her mouth and give a formulaic smile.

But seeing the happy smile on Gu Yuan's face and that rare sense of satisfaction, Gu Qing couldn't help but smile from the bottom of her heart.

"Crack!"

This scene was faithfully captured by the camera.

Half an hour later, the family photo was taken.

While Su Changqin was discussing photo sizes with the photographer, Gu Yuan somehow produced a pure white off-shoulder dress.

"Qingqing, this dress suits you very well, why don't you try it on?" Gu Yuan encouraged.

"That's a women's dress."

Gu Qing gave a concise answer, her words filled with resistance.

Su Xiyue, standing to the side, tilted her head, imagining what Gu Qing would look like wearing this pure white dress.

If paired with white stockings, it would be absolutely stunning.

“It’s not strange for boys to wear skirts these days, there are plenty of them on the street!” Gu Yuan pouted.

"I know, but I don't like wearing it." Gu Qing shook her head.

Skirts are the earliest form of clothing worn by humankind.

In the early days, skirts were not distinguished by gender, and even the styles were the same.

Later, with the development of human civilization, all kinds of wars began.

Women, due to their innate physical advantages, became the main force in war.

Gradually, battle skirts that facilitated combat were developed.

In later feudal societies, in order to further emphasize the absolute dominant position of women, men were prohibited from wearing skirts.

From then on, there became a clearer distinction between men's and women's clothing styles.

With the overthrow of feudalism, the new world order requires gender equality, at least in name.

Coupled with a series of "male rights movements," the idea of ​​men wearing skirts again became a politically correct slogan.

Nowadays, it's perfectly normal for boys to wear skirts, and they don't face any discrimination.

Even in Gu Yuangang's wedding photos, several outfits were formal gowns.

However, for Gu Qing now, wearing a skirt is something she resists even more than wearing makeup.

"I used to love wearing these when I was little, but I don't know why I don't like them anymore now that I'm older..."

Gu Yuan shook her head and put the dress back where she was.

"I didn't like it when I was little either, but you forced me to!" Gu Qing retorted.

He was very cute when he was a child, and Gu Yuan would often force him to wear little skirts.

At that time, Gu Qing had no ability to resist and was too ashamed to cry and make a fuss like a child, so she was forced to satisfy Gu Yuan's desire to dress up.

"Gu Qing when she was a child?"

Su Xiyue's eyes lit up as she looked at Gu Yuan and asked, "Uncle Gu, do you still have photos of Gu Qing when he was a child?"

The moment she uttered those words, she suddenly felt a chilling murderous aura emanating from the side.

Su Xiyue instinctively turned her head, only to see that Gu Qing's eyes were radiating a chilling aura as he looked at her.

"Uh...no, no need!"

Su Xiyue quickly waved her hand and said.

Gu Yuanze winked at Su Xiyue subtly.

Su Xiyue immediately understood.

"From today onwards, Uncle Gu, you are my real father!" Su Xiyue thought to herself.

……

Because they had eaten dinner outside, the family of four returned home in the evening.

Before Gu Qinglin returned to the bedroom, Su Changqin took out several cans of tea and handed them to him.