Bo Yeyuan lay on the stairway landing, his body ominously heavy like a crumbling mountain.
Li Qiyu's mind was frozen stiff—the incident happened too fast for anyone to catch him in time.
Bo Yexun had the quickest reflexes, but by the time he reached Bo Yeyuan, the fall was already over.
"Brother, are you alright!"
Bo Yeyuan fell into a brief coma, his face pale and ashen.
Leike and the bodyguards arrived soon after, debating whether to immediately take him to the living room, or wait for the doctor to come with a stretcher to carry him away...
Miraculously, Bo Yeyuan opened his eyes again, his black pupils deep and inscrutable.
"Get lost!" He pushed Bo Yexun away and struggled to his feet.
A group of servants didn't know what to do, seeing that the young master was alright, with no broken bones or visible injuries...
"Everyone get lost—" Bo Yeyuan's thunderous command sent the crowd blocking his way scattering; his growling voice was as vigorous as a normal person's.
