Quick Transmigration: Pregnancy Blessing - The Soft Bunny is Pampered by the Big Shots

"so many people."

Sang Yu blinked weakly, her mind somewhat hazy, vaguely sensing that there were people all around her.

Why is everyone in my room?

Sang Yu's voice was soft and weak, and the palms on her back were slightly hot, indicating that Master Xu Yun was healing her.

It worked even without medication.

He came after all.

Master Xuyun withdrew his hand, and Sangyu, losing her support, fell into his arms.

From everyone's perspective, Sang Yu nestled in Master Xu Yun's arms, with Master Xu Yun's hands loosely clasped on either side, and prayer beads hanging from his fingertips.

The difference in size was obvious; Sang Yu looked like a kitten, with soft cheeks that were slightly sunken under the weight.

The fine hairs on her face were shimmering with a light.

Chu Weimo looked away with a bitter expression, pursing his lips. He seemed unable to face it as calmly as he had imagined.

He didn't want to let go, even though Sang Yu liked Xu Yun.

He didn't care as long as he could be with Sang Yu.

"Sister Sang, you've fainted."

"Fortunately, Master Xuyun revived you."

"Now that everyone's here, hurry up and choose one."

The young monk was no longer fixated on Master Xuyun; this was a matter of life and death. His uncle had his own Buddha, and Sister Sang needed to save her own life.

They were ultimately on different paths.

The other three candidates are all good, and the matter of treating the illness must be put on the agenda as soon as possible; now is the best time.

select?

Sang Yu was a little dazed. She subconsciously looked at Master Xuyun with a confused and bewildered look in her eyes. She seemed to be sending a distress signal to Master Xuyun.

“Choose one of the three.”

Master Xuyun's voice was calm and clear as he kindly helped Sangyu define her options.

He looked down at Sangyu, his gaze as lofty and unapproachable as a Buddha.

The room was so quiet that you could easily hear a pin drop.

Master Xuyun's indifference brought Sang Yu back to her senses. If she weren't still recovering, she certainly wouldn't have leaned on this cold-blooded man.

Sang Yu looked listless, as if she was thinking about who to choose.

For her now, even thinking seems to be an extremely energy-consuming activity.

Would you like to be chosen by me?

All three of them were brought here by Master Xuyun. Sangyu did not intend to force anyone to buy or sell, but Master Xuyun could not only consider her wishes and disregard the others.

"I would gladly accept it." Chu Weimo was the first to express his opinion, showing that he genuinely liked Sang Yu.

I like someone so much that sometimes I feel inexplicably sad.

“I would be more than happy to.” Wu Shiyun retorted, not to be outdone. He thought Sang Yu was a good person, at least it was comfortable to be with her.

For a martial arts fanatic like him, finding a compatible girl won't be easy.

Now only Shen Lanqing has not yet expressed her opinion.

"I, of course I'm willing."

Shen Lanqing hid it very well; he actually really liked Sang Yu's face, the kind of liking that comes with love at first sight.

Such a beauty is hard to find again in the world.

He has never wanted to be easily seen through.

"Sister Sang, they all agree, so you should choose a suitable husband." The little monk quickly chimed in, eager to finalize the matter immediately.

All three were willing, which put Sang Yu in a difficult position.

Sang Yu felt the body behind her becoming increasingly stiff. Without even looking up, she knew that the emotional distress level had increased.

Sang Yu remained silent for a long time, and Chu Weimo became somewhat anxious. He wanted to say something, but he didn't want to influence Sang Yu's judgment.

In the end, he said nothing.

"Shen Lanqing".

"I choose Shen Lanqing."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sang Yu closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

She didn't dare to look at anyone's eyes.

Everyone was shocked; no one had expected such an outcome.

Shen Lanqing didn't expect Sang Yu to choose him; he thought Chu Weimo would be the one chosen.

He survived until the very end and actually won!

Unexpected good fortune descended from heaven.

The chosen one is none other than him, Shen Lanqing!

An eerie silence fell, and everyone was lost in their own thoughts. Chu Weimo's sadness was particularly evident.

"I'll be good to you."

Shen Lanqing's voice trembled as he spoke, revealing his thoughts and causing many people to feel a pang of sadness.

"Should we treat it now?"

The young monk asked a question at an inopportune time, and she regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

This is too heartbreaking.

Both Master Xuyun and Chu Weimo had red eyes, and Chu Weimo shrank into a corner.

Sang Yu felt a slight tremor in the back of his body. It turned out that Master Xuyun was not without feeling; he was still heartbroken.

"I'm tired today, let's do it tomorrow."

Sang Yu's words postponed the death sentences of Master Xuyun and Chu Weimo, but only made things more agonizing.

Wu Shiyun was alright; he liked Sang Yu, but not to the point of being overly fond of her.

I am fortunate to have it, and I have no regrets if I lose it.

But he was jealous; Shen Lanqing was such a lucky guy.

He's such a good actor; Shen Lanqing won because he liked him, and he hid it very well.

Wu Shiyun felt a pang of regret; he wished he had pretended a little longer back then.

"Let's all go out."

Sang Yu started to shoo away guests; she didn't like too many people in her room, and the atmosphere was too oppressive.

Sang Yu dared not look at Chu Weimo.

She knew Chu Weimo's true feelings.

Knowing this, she couldn't choose Chu Weimo, lest Chu Weimo fall too deeply in love.

"Get out of here, all of you."

"Don't disturb Sister Sang's rest."

The young monk began to herd the people in the room, driving them out one by one like sheep.

"Sister Sang, I've chased them all out. You should get some rest."

Sang Yu responded softly, and the little monk closed the door behind him.

From beginning to end, Sang Yu did not open her eyes; she dared not.

If she was like this, what about Master Xuyun?

Sang Yu understood Master Xu Yun's dilemma.

Master Xuyun had his own Buddha, and he also had his own mission that he could not easily give up.

From the moment they met, the two were destined to be incompatible.

"You go out too."

Sang Yu is no longer going to force Master Xuyun to break his vows. As long as the level of emotional distress reaches the target, the boss won't be able to take her money.

If the mission fails, at worst you won't get the reward.

In life, you will always encounter failures and setbacks; she also failed in her early tasks.

There are plenty of jobs, plenty of men, so why not switch to someone else?

A tired, listless tone.

Master Xuyun was incredibly perceptive; he sensed that this time, Sangyu truly didn't want him anymore.

A distant tone, an indifferent expression.

fair enough.

Isn't this what I've always wanted?

Bridges are bridges, and roads are roads.

But why does my heart feel like it's broken?

"Get out, I'm tired."

Sang Yu wanted to be alone for a while, but her weak body inevitably brought on negative emotions.

Her physical strength didn't allow her to have a good endurance for a more fragrant one.

A tired, listless tone.

Master Xuyun was incredibly perceptive; he sensed that this time, Sangyu truly didn't want him anymore.

A distant tone, an indifferent expression.

fair enough.

Isn't this what I've always wanted?

Bridges are bridges, and roads are roads.

But why does my heart feel like it's broken?

"Get out, I'm tired."

Sang Yu wanted to be alone for a while, but her weak body inevitably brought on negative emotions.

Her physical condition didn't allow her to have much patience.

Why Shen Lanqing?

Master Xuyun put his arm around Sangyu's shoulder and turned her to face him.

It sounded like a question, yet also like an excuse to keep him.

"As long as it's not you, it's fine."

The words were short, but extremely hurtful.

Sang Yu felt a pain in her arm; Master Xuyun had hurt her.