The Incense Marks the Bones: the Cute Baby's Father Is in the Crematorium

When the divorce agreement hit me in the face, I was rushing to the hospital with my son who had a high fever. Shen Yu's Bai Yueguang hugged his waist and smiled sweetly: "Sister, Ayu said you were born a bastard and it was unlucky." Five years later, at the International Fragrance Competition, my perfume received a standing ovation from the judges. Under the spotlight, Shen Yu burst into the background with red eyes: "Honey, the child cannot live without his father..." The cute baby in my arms blinked the same peach blossom eyes as him: "Uncle, the crematorium is on sale today." The next day, the headlines broke: ## #rose's proposal for remarriage was rejected# Shen Yu dug out an iron box at my door Inside were 23 pregnancy test sheets and a late-stage cancer report. He dialed the encrypted phone number tremblingly: "Tie the world's top oncologist here!" Suddenly a small hand stretched out from the darkness and tugged on his pants: "Idiot dad, that's Mommy's perfume formula!"