He slid into the Weibo page, where the top trending searches were all about Jiang Yisheng.
Randomly clicking on a trending topic named #JiangYishengFallOffTheLift#, he saw a brief report followed by a video.
After browsing through the report, Ji Mingqian clicked on the video.
The video was shot by fans at the scene, from a distance, and the camera was shaky, making it hard to see clearly.
In the dim light, one could barely make out a man losing his balance and falling down from the stage.
At the moment he saw him falling, Ji Mingqian's heart suddenly jumped up to his throat.
His handsome face abruptly darkened, and Ji Mingqian was both angry and annoyed.
"Jiang Yisheng, were you fucking not awake?"
He carelessly tossed the tablet onto the bed and slipped on his slippers to walk out.
Going up the stairs, turning left and right, he finally entered the last room at the end of the hallway.
As he pushed the door open, a faint scent of medicinal herbs filled the air.