Two hundred fifteen Thank you for saving my sister_1

Ji Guangsheng swallowed the porridge slowly, his tone steady and unexcited.

"Gu Chen is the father of the child, isn't he?"

To be honest, he had seen that man just a moment ago.

However, he knew nothing about Gu Chen and was not interested.

To him, in such a small county town, no one could be richer than himself.

Nobody could surpass him in excellence.

It wasn't that Ji Guangsheng was to blame; people simply did not take note of those not on the same level as themselves, such is human nature.

Humans are creatures that like to look up, which is also why most people are unhappy.

Because they disdain looking down, they see only those who are better than themselves, which is why they suffer.

Ji Pianran nodded, her gaze fixed on Ji Guangsheng, full of seriousness as she said with utmost earnestness, "His name is Gu Chen, and he is my child's father."

Ji Guangsheng nodded. "The porridge is well made."

The porridge was indeed delicious.