5 Hubby! Let’s quickly go home, OK

Because of being overly grief-stricken, Yena didn't talk to Ethan Zhao as they made their way back.

In contrast, Ethan Zhao seemed unperturbed this whole time. After they arrived at the sick room, Ethan Zhao picked Yena up by the waist and carried her out of the wheelchair to her bed. Even making sure to inquire on Yena's discharge time.

The doctor's judgment was that Yena's operation was successful and she was recovering well. In a few more days, Yena could be discharged and return home to rest.

Yena started to feel a little panicked.

To tell the truth, she didn't like the hospital, but compared to being alone with Ethan Zhao in their marriage home, she was more than willing to stay in the hospital. At least she wouldn't see his face from time to time! Couldn't she just stay here forever?

Yena thought hard of a way to stay in the hospital, but she really didn't have the courage to break her healing leg again. And so the indecisiveness continued until the discharge date arrived.

Ethan Zhao could be considered to be very considerate; he specially brought clothing and shoes for Yena. When Yena saw that neat stack of women's clothing, she was overjoyed. Finally she can experience what it means to be a rich pretty young lady, well married though.

After getting dressed, Yena finally allowed Ethan Zhao that was waiting outside to come in. Then, she said, "I'm done! Let's go!"

Ethan Zhao looked at her, "Your hair."

"Ah?" Yena followed his gaze and looked down. This was when she realized that her hair was a mess. She sighed sadly, then hastily brushed her hair with the hairbrush she picked up from the bedside table. She suddenly released an unexpected whimper.

When Ethan Zhao glance over at her, Yena was a little embarrassed. The original owner's head of long hair was a very pretty black and long, and the hair quality was equally good. However, Yena had never grown hair this long, so every time she brushed her hair it would become a very tangled. Plus, she really didn't know how to take care of it. Since she long forgotten being a proper lady after doing many mission with different words. Sometimes she'll become a monster, a goblin, a fox, a dragon and many unusual characters. The most she could do was to work hard at brushing it from the scalp down; it was completely unthinkable for her to do something such as style it.

Yena originally wanted to cut her hair short after being discharged, as short as possible, but she found out that women's short hairstyles were even harder to take care of after chatting with the nurses, which had dispelled that idea. After all, compared to the irritation of short hair that needed to have this or that applied, be blow-dried, or be permed, long hair only needed to be brushed smooth, was simple to the extreme. Plus, this hairstyle matched well with Su Yena's little face. The long hair draping over her shoulders really made Yena look like a gentle beauty.

This kind of cute beauty actually married Ethan Zhao! Yena couldn't help but be bitter and hateful whenever she looked into the mirror.

Ethan Zhao looked at her with his eyebrow slightly raised after hearing her whimpering.

Yena thought. What are you looking at?!'

Naturally, Ethan Zhao alone was the one to pick her up after being discharged from the hospital.

Yena couldn't help but find it odd. Other than Ethan Zhao and Yena's colleagues , there are no other visitors during her hospital stay. Yena's relatives could be excused because of her marrying in a far off place; a hometown not being in S City would probably make it hard to visit. However, Yena remembered Ethan Zhao's family was a family of high status living in S-city. But why didn't Yena see a single visitor from the husband's family during her hospital stay? Were they really not told or was Yena a hated daughter-in-law?

Yena silently watched Ethan Zhao driving beside her and thought in a gossipy manner. 'Is this what they call the snobbishness of a wealthy family?'

"An" *cough* "Ethan"

"En."

*cough*… How much do you make in a year?

"..."

"Then let's change to a different question. Where do you work right now?"

"In a company"

"..."

"What's your current job?"

"President."

Yena's eyes suddenly opened wide in shock.

As if he felt the profound disbelief in Yena's gaze, Ethan Zhao turned around to look at him, "What?"

Yena said woodenly, "Can I ask how old you are this year?"

"27."

"What's going on again?" Ethan asked.

Yena calmly inhaled, then smirked. "Nothing much. I didn't realize that my spouse was so talented. I was thinking about if something happened to you in the future how much I would inherit and felt a little surprised, that's all."

"..."

After entering the district, she saw a neat row of luxury branded cars that every man dreamed about in the garage. Even though Yena still felt a slight sense of phantom limb pain, she felt a lot calmer.

Next Yena lost a little of that calm. What a coincidence! Unexpectedly, the elevator malfunctioned and needed to be fixed.

Yena asked, "What floor is your… *cough*… our house on?"

Ethan Zhao said drily, "Floor 28."

Yena tactfully shut her mouth.

The property manager sincerely apologized and asked them to wait a while. Then, Ethan Zhao asked, "About how long will this take to fix?"

The property manager hesitated. "Ten… Ten minutes."

Yena cautiously asked, "How about we wait?"

Ethan Zhao didn't say anything so Yena took it as tacit agreement.

After ten minutes, the property manager wiped his sweat as he apologized, "I'm really sorry. Because of the severity of the malfunction, the elevator will not be in service for the rest of the day."

Yena scratched his head, "This means that we have to climb up twenty-eight floors?"

Looking at the nearby Ethan Zhao who was silent, yet whose expression darkened, "Twenty-eight floors is usually not a big deal, but my current condition…"

Service in a high-class neighborhood was different. The property manager, hearing what was said, immediately said, "We can help!"

Yena was struck by a thought. She glanced at Ethan Zhao. Cheerfully, she asked the property manager, "In this situation, I can only let someone piggyback me up the stairs. Are you wanting to help piggyback me up?"

Naturally, the property manager looked at Ethan Zhao.

But Yena didn't let Ethan Zhao answer before he immediately rejected, "No, we can't possibly. My hubby is obviously right here, why would I want to let another man piggyback me? Besides, my hubby is strong and vigorous. What does climbing twenty-eight flights of stairs count as?! Right, hubby?"

Yena suddenly felt that the normally difficult to say 'hubby' now flowed much easier from her lips. In the end, she dragged out the last syllable in a sweet tone like a little woman with complete trust in her hubby.

Although Ethan Zhao remained expressionless, Yena who had spent some time with him could tell that he was feeling persecuted, making Yena laugh endlessly in her head.

Ethan Zhao, You looked so much like him, the one who made my life miserable and cause my untimely deat. Today, I somehow feel that I'm getting my revenge!

To stop Ethan Zhao from refusing, Yena put all her effort into her acting. She pulled at Ethan Zhao's sleeve. When Ethan Zhao looked over, Yena looked up at him with an innocent and sincere expectation. "Hubby! Let's quickly go home, OK?!"

Ethan Zhao's expression chilled and darkened. He was silent for a moment before he finally emitted a faint 'en'.

Yena immediately lit up with pleasure.

The property manager felt apologetic. "Mr. Mrs. is there anything we can do to help?"

Yena smilingly said, "In a while, just deliver the wheelchair upstairs."

Then she turned towards Ethan Zhao while obediently opening up his arms, "Hubby?"

Ethan Zhao looked at her silently for a moment, then squatted down with his back to Yena.

With the help of the property manager, Yena climbed onto Ethan Zhao's back and completely happily said, "Hubby, let's go!" She thought for a moment, then laughingly added, "You can do it!"

Yena could guarantee that he felt Ethan Zhao's back stiffen.

Thus, with her mood now lifted. It felt fulfilling when she thought of that man having to piggyback her up twenty-eight flights of stairs.

Even though Ethan Zhao was carrying a big, live person, his steps remained steady and did not display any signs of fatigue. In contrast, Yena who laid on her back felt an unbearably painful pressure on the two lumps of meat on her chest, which, as one would expect, made her squirm.

Just as she was searching for a comfortable position, she received a spank to the bottom. Then, Ethan Zhao lightly reprimanded, "Stop moving around!"

Yena brain exploded. What just happened? fxxk! She. She-She-She was actually spanked by Ethan Zhao?!

Yena felt humiliated anger, but was afraid if she moved too much Ethan Zhao would give her another one. Thus, she could only endure with great effort.

Except, the arms holding Ethan Zhao's neck started to tighten.

Sure enough, after a little while, Ethan Zhao coughed uncomfortably and lightly reprimanded, "Don't squeeze your arms so tight!"

Yena hatefully glared at the head right in front of her eyes, yet she maintained an innocent tone as she said, "But I'm afraid I'll fall!"

Ethan Zhao was silent. He boosted up the body on his back.

Although Yena had a slim figure, it was still the weight of an adult. After piggybacking this body for a few floors, Ethan Zhao's breathing slowly became labored.

Yena heard it in her ear, lifting his spirits. Yet, she said in an enthusiastic tone, "Hubby, are you bored? Why don't we play some brain games?!"

Without waiting for Ethan Zhao's response, she cheerfully started.

After giving out funny questions and answering it by herself. Yena just laughed enjoyed that moment alone.

Ethan Zhao did not respond.

"Ethan Zhao?", "..."

"I've got another one"

Ethan Zhao's deep voice held a hint of anger, "If you keep asking, I'll throw you down."

Yena embarrassedly pulled her hand back.

A cold gust of wind blew through the empty staircase.

Ethan Zhao continued to silently climb up the stairs. Yena lazily sprawled on his back. She was very bored so, after remaining silent for a moment, she opened her mouth again.

"How about we tell jokes! One day, a dog…"

"Stop!"

Hearing the coldness in his voice, Yena obediently shut her mouth. With the ensuing silence, she immediately heard Ethan Zhao's laborious breathing that couldn't be controlled anymore.

Oh! How many floors has he climbed? It seems as if we've passed ten floors? It seems that her "hubby's stamina was pretty good! Yena grinned maliciously. From behind Ethan Zhao where she couldn't be seen, but she had to pretend to show her care for him. "Hubby, are you tired? How about I sing a song to give you strength?!"

Ethan Zhao still wasn't able to stop her in time so Yena started to sing. In high spirits, she sang with a lively tone–all evidence of her good mood.

"I want you to cry, cry for me

Just like I cried, Cry for me

Make your rain fall, Cry for me

But again Me, yeah

Little by little you fall for me Oh

Love makes your mind give way Oh

And I keep making reasons to forgive Oh

I want you to, I want you to, I want you to cry for meee!"

Ethan Zhao carefully placed Yena on the steps. When he turned around, Yena saw a bead of sweat slide down the side of Ethan Zhao's angry face.

Yena secretly smiled. Ethan Zhao. Ah, Ethan Zhao. After climbing up twelve floors, you're really dying, right?

Just when Yena was feeling carefree, Ethan Zhao suddenly glared at her and said, "From now on, you're not allowed to make a sound!"

Yena: "..."

After resting a while, Yena climbed onto Ethan Zhao's back again, he really didn't make a peep.

As a result, there was only the sound of Ethan Zhao's footsteps echoing in the empty stairwell.

Yena thought 'Ethan Zhao's gait is really steady'…

Thus, Yena listened to this stable and steady footstep's rhythm and slowly fell asleep.