Chapter 318 Evelyn Nian


    Fortunately, Debbie was not alone in Z Country. She had a pretty good support system, and two people


    in particr were there to help her out.


    With their help and her natural talent, she finally climbed her way to the top of Z Country''s music scene.


    Her meteoric rise was in part due to Ivan Wen, who owned a recordpany. It took some time,


    money, and serious energy to quash all the scandals that had followed Debbie from her home city here.


    But he and his sister persevered, and won out in the end.


    From the start, Ivan Wen was not that willing to help Debbie out. They weren''t friends, and he didn''t


    see any reason to take a chance on this girl he''d only heard bad things about.


    But Irene Wen, a lovely girl who also loved music very much just like Debbie, managed to convince her


    brother to help her.


    Ivan Wen always spoiled his sister, so naturally he caved. But he noticed something. Even in


    rehearsals, Debbie had this angelic voice. He was moved by her siren song. He also knew he probably


    had a hit-maker on his hands. So he poured himself into his work, cranking out positive publicity to bury


    the negative PR. As time went by, he and Debbie became quite good friends.


    When Debbie first saw Irene Wen, she hated her because she reminded her of Megan.


    Irene Wen wasn''t Megan, but there were quite a few things about her that brought Megan to mind, and


    Debbie wasn''t about to get close to someone like that. She was young, like Megan, and had simr


    features. Not only that, she was bubbly and adorable. That alone gave Debbie pause—Megan was


    quite two-faced, and would stab you in the back while smiling sweetly the whole time.


    However, the more time they spent together, the better Debbie got to know her. Irene Wen was indeed


    a pure, engaging girl, with no malice in her heart. It wasn''t an act at all.


    Megan gave off those same kinds of vibes as well, but if you weren''t careful you''d fall for her act. The


    fact that she was lovely helped her deception. But she was anything but innocent; instead a brat,


    wheedling and whining to get what she wanted. And if that didn''t work, she would hatch borate plots


    to get her way.


    Once Debbie got past all that and saw into her heart, she warmed up to the girl. So Debbie, Irene Wen


    and Ivan Wen had be the closest of friends.


    Debbie built a loyal fan base in time, and they knew she only operated in Z Country. She''d never go on


    any kind of international tour. Ivan Wen warned that it might affect her poprity, but she had sworn to


    leave Y City and never return. She had no intention of joining any kind of tour schedule that would


    make here anywhere close.


    Even so, many fans went on road trips and traveled quite a distance to hear her sing. She had a


    captivating stage presence, and no one who traveled to Z Country to see her in concert went home


    disappointed.


    And Debbie''s status as a star helped her earn even more money throughmercial endorsements.


    Everything from sports drinks, to alcohol to restaurant chains wanted to pay her handsomely to appear


    in amercial featuring their product. Ivan Wen had an aggressive promotional team, so he made it


    happen. Sometimes the schedules were grueling, but the girl had a great motivator—she wanted to


    give her daughter a good life.


    There was also another important reason for her hard work. She didn''t want to, but she ended up


    supporting her brother, as well.


    He''d helped her out in a pinch, and he wouldn''t let her forget it. When she balked at how much he


    needed, he yelled into his phone, "Come on! I saved you and your daughter, and this is how you repay


    me?! Who drove you to the hospital, huh?"


    Words left Debbie at that moment. His behavior didn''t seem very brotherly. Decker was right, though.


    Late in her pregnancy, she identally bumped her belly on the edge of a table while doing


    housework. Decker, who was yingputer games at that moment, took her to the hospital. Then


    she gave birth to her daughter.


    Debbie transferred 30, 000 dors to him via WeChat and sighed helplessly. Staring at her daughter''s


    sleeping face, she couldn''t help smiling.


    ''Debbie, forget Decker. It''s all for Piggy, '' she thought to herself.


    Early next morning, Debbie was still asleep when a group of people entered the ward.


    Heading up the group was a handsome man in a grey suit, nked by several bodyguards in ck


    suits. He walked towards the bed quietly, while the bodyguards left the ward to position themselves


    outside. .


    Looking at the sleeping mother and daughter in the bed, Ivan Wen bent over and stroked Piggy''s


    forehead. Luckily, her fever was gone.


    Debbie was a light sleeper. When she felt someone approach, she was up and alert. She kept her eyes


    shut, though. It was a defense mechanism from her past life. Sometimes it was easier to feign sleep


    than to argue.


    She saw who it was and heaved a sigh of relief. She sat up. "Ivan! You''re here early!"


    He nodded, "I''m taking off soon. I''ll be going straight from here to the airport."


    "Really?" she asked, confused. Then, understanding dawned on her face. "Oh, the awards ceremony,


    right?" she asked. She listened for his answer while she lifted the covers, got out of bed and smoothed


    her messy hair.


    The results of "Best Actor and Actress of the Year" would be announced at the award ceremony. Ivan


    Wen had been invited to present the award.


    "Hmm. I left orders with the bodyguards to take care of you and Piggy. Just tell someone if you need


    help."


    "Thanks, Ivan, but I''m good. I don''t have any schedule these days. I can take care of Piggy myself."


    She was wrestling with a hair tie when a bodyguard came in with breakfast.


    She asked Ivan Wen to keep an eye on Piggy and went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush


    her teeth.


    When Debbie walked out of the bathroom, Piggy was awake and ying with Ivan Wen. When she


    saw her mom, Piggy smiled from ear to ear and greeted her. "Mommy!"


    Debbie''s heart softened. She bent over and kissed Piggy on both cheeks. "Hi Piggy. Hungry? Let


    Mommy feed you, okay?"


    "Okay." Piggy pped her hands cheerfully.


    Debbie scooped Piggy up in her arms, while Ivan Wen opened the containers for them. There was


    porridge, mashed potato and some vegetables.


    In actuality, Piggy''s name was really Evelyn Nian. She was born at night, so Debbie named her Evelyn,


    which sounded like "evening."


    Debbie had originally nned to nickname her "Tinky." But when Evelyn Nian was old enough to eat


    solid food, Debbie made a frustrating discovery. She found that her little one hated meat. So Evelyn


    Nian was rather thin. Debbie wanted her to gain some weight, so she nicknamed her "Piggy."


    But the nickname didn''t work. The little girl still hated meat, even minced meat. She could do nothing


    about it.


    While Debbie was feeding Piggy, Ivan Wen picked up a feeding bottle and adeptly mixed up some


    form. He measured the powder and scooped it in, leveling off each scoop. Then he sealed the bottle


    with a ring and cap. Humming to himself, he tapped the bottle gently on the table to let powder fall into


    the water. Finally, he shook it vigorously and put it in the bottle warmer.


    Over the past couple years, he had tons of practice. Though he was single, he knew very well how to


    take care of a baby.


    Three minutes was all it took to warm that bottle up. He dropped some on his wrist to test that it was


    safe for baby, then handed Debbie the bottle. Piggy grabbed the bottle with both hands and said


    politely, "Thanks, Daddy Ivan."


    He stroked her head and smiled, "No problem, little Piggy."


    Debbie was scooping the porridge into her mouth hungrily when she suddenly realized something. "Oh


    God. I''m sorry. Have you eaten?" She held up the container. "Wanna share?" she said, mouth still thick,


    having just swallowed a mouthful.


    He wiped his hands with a wet napkin. "Nah. I already ate. Just eat."


    "Okay."


    After mother and daughter were finished, Ivan Wen went to see Piggy''s attending doctor. The doctor


    said Piggy was quite well and her temperature had normalized. She needed a half-day observation and


    she could be released, providing everything went well. Ivan Wen told Debbie the news and left the


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    hospital.


    As soon as he left, Ruby rushed to the hospital. When she saw Piggy, she ran over to her, held her in


    her arms and coaxed, "Piggy honey, I''m so sorry. I woke upte. Are you better now?"


    Piggy raised the toy in her hand. "Uh huh. Look, toy!"


    Piggy was not as childish and carefree as other kids at her age. Maybe because Debbie was serious


    and driven.


    Evelyn seldomughed. When she was around strangers, she didn''tugh, nor did she speak. People


    joked that she was an ice princess.


    But when she was around family and friends, she was still a cute and innocent girl.


    Debbie had once wondered if Piggy had a split personality. It was normal for an adult to be quiet


    around strangers. But Piggy was just a 2-year-old kid.


    Debbie had once taken Piggy to the hospital to have her checked out. The results showed that she was


    very healthy. Mental illness was difficult to diagnose in an infant, but other than her silence around


    strangers, she was normal in every respect.


    Debbie thought maybe Piggy was like her and Carlos. She was cheerful and bubbly around family and


    friends just like Debbie. And she was quiet and withdrawn around strangers... just like her father.


    Ruby pinched her little face and said, "Good girl. Keep ying with your toy. Your mom and I have to


    talk about work."


    Piggy nodded and went back to ying by herself.