Two years later.

In a hotel in city B, a game conference is being held in full swing.

The host kept saying all he could on the stage, waiting for the creator of the game to come on stage. It's just that the creator of the game seems to have something wrong backstage. He can only stand on the stage and chat. It didn't take long for him to sweat on his forehead.

And backstage.

She is a tall woman with a beautiful figure. She is wearing a gorgeous dress. Her long seaweed hair is curled on her white shoulder. Her facial features are very three-dimensional and delicate. Today, she has also painted a very beautiful makeup. Her eyes are bright. When she looks at others, it almost makes people involuntarily suck in.

Joan's nose is small and her lip color is red today. It's also to make her look more mature and steady. After all, to this day, she is only 22 years old.

She is the protagonist of today's Game Conference and the creator of the game, Lin An'an.

Now in front of the stage are all waiting for her alone, her heart is also a little anxious, these she is still patiently squatting in his dressing room. Now in front of her stood a little doll, this little doll looks pink carved jade, skin white and tender, a pair of eyes with her is exactly the same.

It's just the nose and mouth. I don't know who it looks like, but it's also surprisingly exquisite.

The little doll is wearing a handsome suit, just because she is too young, probably less than two years old, and crumples up an expensive suit. At this time, he was still crying with his mouth open, and his nose and tears were all smeared on his sleeve.

Those crystal like tears, constantly sliding down from his white face, small mouth flat, looks really very wronged.

Lin an an looked at his son this appearance, in the heart is also very helpless, but still quietly coax him: "you obedient, mother promise to come back soon, just wait for mother for a little while good."

The little boy did not speak, still standing there crying.

The assistant behind him looked like this, but also very helpless: "Ann, now all the people are waiting for you. You go quickly. I'll just show you here. "

"How can I go when he's crying like this?" Lin an frowned.

"But..."

Lin an waved his hand to stop talking. Because his son just heard the assistant say that he would leave him behind, when he went on stage alone, he obviously cried a little louder.

The assistant had to shut up. After nearly a year, she probably understood her temperament. She loved her son so much that she hardly said anything serious. Moreover, as long as her son cried, she could compromise completely.

At the beginning, she didn't understand why this woman was so young and had such a big son. She didn't look like a girl of this age at all. She showed a mature and steady personality beyond the people around her.

And usually there is little emotion, except in the face of her own son. At this time, she seems to be an emotional person.

The assistant once couldn't help it. She asked her once if he was a little too fond of his son. In fact, it wasn't so good for the cultivation of the child's character.