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

Su Xiyue smiled and followed behind Gu Qing, watching the elevator doors slowly close.

Only after the elevator ascended, leaving the young woman awkwardly standing there, did she feign disdain and purse her lips, saying:

"What's with the aloofness? She's just good-looking!"

"Haha, she's definitely very beautiful, but let's not get our hopes up about this kind of rich and beautiful girl!" the young woman's friend said with a smile.

Two things happened today that involved Gu Qing, but he himself was unaware of them.

The first thing was that his kitchen was filthy.

The second thing is that he actually had a day when he was called a "rich, beautiful, and fair-skinned woman".

If he knew the former, he might try to give the kitchen a thorough cleaning.

If she knew the latter, she would probably furrow her brows, ponder for a moment, and then shake her head.

75. The mother and daughter galloping on horseback

Resort hotel.

Gu Qing lay on the bed, engrossed in a history book she had recently purchased.

9:28 pm

The WeChat app on my phone beeped with a video call notification.

Gu Qing put down the book in her hand, picked up her phone, and Gu Yuan's name came into view.

After lightly touching the answer button, Gu Yuan's face appeared.

Is it hot at home?

Gu Yuanman on the screen was flushed, with beads of sweat on his forehead, so Gu Qing asked.

"Cough cough... The air conditioner is broken..."

Gu Yuan was breathing heavily, and even a bit of his tongue was sticking out.

But considering the temperature in Los Angeles, without air conditioning, it would probably be so hot that a dog would stick out its tongue.

"Then hurry up and find the property management to fix it. Where is Aunt Su? Is she still working overtime?" Gu Qing asked.

It seems that Gu Yuan was bored at home alone and didn't want to bother Su Changqin, so he thought of his son.

"Your aunt is eating noodles. Since Qingqing isn't here, she has to make it simple!"

"You should drink some water right away; it's so hot, you could easily get heatstroke."

Seeing Gu Yuan's face flushed red, Gu Qing couldn't help but offer some advice.

"She just drank it. Your Aunt Su fed her herself, Qingqing, don't worry..."

For some reason, Gu Qing felt that Gu Yuan's speech was somewhat unclear at this moment.

Perhaps it was too hot, because it was easy to mispronounce words when breathing heavily.

"hiss--"

On the phone, Gu Yuan suddenly gasped.

"what happened?"

Gu Qing frowned and hurriedly asked a question.

But Gu Yuan on the phone also had a furrowed brow.

"N-nothing... I just tripped my foot..."

Gu Yuan gasped for breath and continued, "It looks like the air conditioner repairman is here. I'll stop talking to Qingqing for now!"

The video call ended immediately after the words were spoken.

Gu Qing stared blankly at her phone, which had already gone black.

I don't know why, but I felt that Gu Yuan was a little strange just now.

Is it so hot that you're getting dizzy?

……

the other side.

Gu Yuan straightened one leg and stepped on Su Changqin's face.

"I told you to be careful, you almost got caught by Qingqing!"

Gu Yuan glared at Su Changqin, rolled his eyes, and said irritably.

"Wasn't it because you, Yuan, said you wanted something more exciting that you made a video call to Qingqing..."

After Su Changqin finished speaking, she picked up the bottled water next to her and rinsed her mouth again.

She was completely different from before.

This is another side that only Gu Yuancai has ever seen.

"But Yuan, you're really brave. What if Qingqing finds out?"

Recalling what had just happened, Su Changqin said with lingering fear.

If Qingqing finds out what she's doing with Ayuan, the glorious image she's painstakingly built up over the past two months will probably collapse completely.

"cut--"

Gu Yuan scoffed, "So what if they found out? With me here, what are you afraid of!"

"Besides, you know what Qingqing looks like."

While pulling out tissues to clean herself, she said, "Let me tell you, darling, I've secretly observed Qingqing."

"I have never seen Qingqing act impulsively or express desire. If it weren't for the fact that she still has the kind of reaction a boy should have in the morning, I would really suspect that Qingqing is sexually frigid."

Although it is somewhat impolite to discuss one's biological son's private matters in front of one's stepmother.

But Gu Yuan, who was extremely worried about his son's condition, couldn't help but say with concern:

"I never dated in my early years, and I have never shown any interest in that area."

"Even if he is reserved, this is not the behavior a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy should exhibit."

As Su Changqin listened, she lit a cigarette.

The scene of both children being away from home was incredibly comfortable, especially for Gu Yuan, who became extremely accepting once he let go.

Taking this opportunity, the two learned a lot of new knowledge together.

"Now that you mention it, something does seem off."

Su Changqin nodded, understanding Gu Yuan's concerns.

But then she said with difficulty, "But this matter is something only you can advise me on; it's not appropriate for me to do so in my position."

"I didn't ask you to tell him!" Gu Yuan rolled his eyes at her. "I just had a sudden idea to provoke Qingqing and see how he would react."

"What's the result?"

"There seems to be no reaction. Qingqing is really naive in this regard."

Gu Yuan shook his head, his tone filled with disappointment.

"We can only take it slowly. Perhaps Qingqing hasn't met the right person yet; that's also a possibility."

Su Changqin stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray, grabbed Gu Yuan, and began to do whatever she wanted with her large hands.

"Are not you tired?"

Gu Yuan glanced at the person next to him in bed.

Su Changqin straightened up and looked down at Gu Yuan.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing the ill intent in Su Changqin's eyes, Gu Yuan suddenly shuddered.

Suddenly, Su Changqin reached out and grabbed his long hair through his shoulder.

"What do I want to do?"

Su Changqin pulled with both hands, like a valiant knight.

"Gallop on the horse!"

……

"Gu Qing! Gu Qing!"

Su Xiyue knocked on Gu Qing's door.

Gu Qing, who had just washed her hair and was combing it, opened the door.

Su Xiyue's gaze lingered briefly on the ends of Gu Qing's black hair over her shoulders before she asked with a hint of excitement:

"I think I just saw a horse farm over there. Gu Qing, can you ride a horse?"