Every year, the TV series "The Heavenly Decision" airs, and every year people search the entire internet for the girl who died in the first episode, but in the end, nothing comes of it.

Later on, this seemed to become a ritual, a meme that everyone loved to joke about.

Whenever someone mentions, "It's almost time for the whole internet to search for that little princess from the first episode," it means that summer or winter vacation is just around the corner.

After watching the first episode of "The Heavenly Decree"—even though they had already watched this episode countless times.

Sally's gaze was fixed on the little princess's every frown and smile, watching her struggle and shed tears as she was held captive by the kidnappers.

The little princess's mouth was tightly covered by the kidnappers, and she could only make muffled sounds. So all of the little princess's expressiveness was concentrated in her beautiful big eyes.

The camera zooms in, revealing glistening, dark, grape-like pupils. Large tears well up in her eyes, eventually overflowing and streaming down her cheeks, landing on the kidnapper's ugly, dark, and yellowish hands.

The young prince's voice roared. At this moment, he was no longer the noble prince, but an older brother who cared deeply for his younger sister's life. The little boy knelt down with a "plop" and, amidst the kidnappers' unrestrained and arrogant laughter, gritted his teeth and endured the humiliation, kowtowing repeatedly to the kidnappers, begging them to release his sister.

However, because the kidnappers were covering the little princess's nose and mouth with such force that her struggles gradually slowed down and lessened, her once pleading dark eyes gradually became filled with despair, dimmed, empty, and numb.

Finally, the little princess's struggling movements completely stopped, her body went limp, and her eyes lost all their luster, leaving only tear tracks that still reflected a few specks of light.

At this point, the kidnapper, who was laughing wildly, realized something was wrong. He quickly let go, only to see the beautiful little princess in the red dress fall limply from his arms, like a thin, lifeless leaf.

"I...I didn't mean to, I didn't want to kill her! I didn't want to kill her!" The kidnapper stretched out his index finger to check the little princess's breath, and then frantically threw the lifeless little princess away, looking like he was trying to get away with it, as if this would deny that he killed the princess.

"Mo'er!" The little prince quickly got up from the ground, stumbled and picked up the little princess who was slumped on the ground, shook her a few times, and tried to wake her up.

If people didn't know this was a TV drama shoot, they would probably think the child was really dead, killed by the kidnappers' carelessness.

"Mo'er! Wake up! Mo'er! Look at your brother, open your eyes and look at your brother! Your brother will take you to see your favorite purple-gold flowers and bring you the best snacks outside the palace... Mo'er... look at your brother..." The little prince cried his heart out, but the little princess in his arms remained motionless.

The kidnappers were completely panicked. Seeing that the young prince's attention was not on them, they immediately turned and ran away, as if a deadly demon was following them.

And in every second the camera lingered on the little princess, her death scene was flawlessly executed, remaining perfectly still.

At such a young age, he was able to act out a death scene so realistically, which is truly admirable. This is also the main reason why everyone still remembers this child who died in the first episode.

"We can't draw conclusions just because their features are similar. Good-looking people often look alike. This child has delicate features, and Xiaoyu is also very pretty. Besides, they're different genders." Sally said, not daring to make a definitive judgment, but her face was already beaming with joy.

“Most handsome little boys look like girls when they wear skirts, so we can ignore the gender factor. We can first confirm with Rong Yu. If that’s the case, then we’ll have to prepare for public relations,” Shang Liu said.

Sally: "I'm going right now..."

"Wait a minute," Yin Chengjue suddenly said, "If you just ask him directly, he probably won't admit it. Otherwise, why don't you think he just said it that day?"

Recalling Rong Yu's hesitant expression when talking about a previous role he had played, Yin Chengjue said, "If you want to know if it's him, why not just ask him for a childhood photo and compare them?"

“Hmm… If that’s really the case, then he probably won’t obediently hand over his childhood photos. Xiaoyu is very shrewd.” Sally’s eyes darted around. “I have a great idea that I’m sure I can get it out of him. You guys just wait for my news.”

The first episode of "Don't Look Back When It Gets Dark" has been recorded, and the premiere of "Blood Mist" went very smoothly. Everything seems to be developing in a positive direction.

There was still some time before the audition for "Chasing," so Sally arranged a few days off for Rong Yu. After returning from the holiday, she would attend the acting training course offered by the company.

Just then, the one-day tour vouchers for Qin Feng Horse Ranch that Qin Linlin had promised arrived in their hands, so Yin Chengjue invited Rong Yu to go with them.

Rong Yu readily agreed, and the next morning she got up early to wash up, then sat obediently at the dining table, waiting for Yin Chengjue to cook dumplings.

The dumplings are frozen shiitake mushroom and lean pork dumplings, a big bowl for each person, plus two boiled eggs, an apple, and a glass of fresh milk.

Yin Chengjue had completely severed Rong Yu's ties with the kitchen, and dared not even let Rong Yu touch things like heating milk.

He really doesn't want to buy any more new kitchenware and cups.

"Brother, the dumplings you cooked are so delicious!" Rong Yu said, blowing on the dumplings to cool them down.

Yin Chengjue: "...They're just frozen dumplings. You can just boil them in water."

Rong Yu gulped down a dumpling, chewed it thoroughly, and swallowed it before saying, "But it wasn't like this when I used to cook it."

Yin Chengjue raised an eyebrow: "How did you cook it?"

Rong Yu took a sip of soup and said, "I cooked it the same way as you, but when I cooked it, it was just a lump of dumpling skin and meat filling. It looked disgusting, and I instantly lost my appetite."

Rong Yu ate two more dumplings and said happily, "Brother's dumplings are so delicious!"

Yin Chengjue: "..." It's really not easy for you to have survived until now.

Yin Chengjue: "Eat slowly, don't choke. I'm not going to take it from you."

"Brother should eat quickly. Let's hurry to the horse farm. I haven't ridden a horse in a long time. I'll go for a ride." Rong Yu urged Yin Chengjue.

Yin Chengjue paused, his hand holding the chopsticks still: "You can ride a horse?"

Rong Yu: "Yes, I'm a very good rider. Do you want to race me later, brother?"

Yin Chengjue, who had originally hoped to ride a horse with Rong Yu, sit behind Rong Yu, and hug him as they galloped: "..." I miscalculated.

Qinfeng Horse Ranch is a well-known competitive horse ranch in City A. Unlike those horse ranches for entertainment and leisure, the horses here are all carefully selected top-quality steeds that have undergone professional training and are specially provided for guests to race.

With the day trip voucher personally provided by the eldest daughter of the Qin family, the two received a warm welcome from the horse farm management staff, who brought them two tall, fine-coated horses, one brown and one white, with handsome features and not a single stray hair.

"Mr. Yin, these two are both thoroughbreds, and they are gentle in temperament, suitable for beginners to practice on." A handsome young man introduced them enthusiastically. "Both of you are Miss Yin's distinguished guests. Please feel free to ask if you need anything."

Rong Yu's gaze lingered on the two horses for only a few seconds before shifting elsewhere, and she asked, "Could you take us to the stables?"

"Would you two like to choose your own horses? Of course, this way please!" The young man immediately led the way, and began to professionally introduce their horse farm.

"Hey? Isn't this President Yin? You have so much free time, coming here for horse racing? I thought President Yin was too busy with his career lately to have such leisure time." A smiling male voice came, and Yin Chengjue frowned instantly upon hearing the all-too-familiar voice.

Although they have little interaction in this life, in his past life, this person had taken advantage of his misfortune.

Before the bankruptcy, the Yin family sold off their shares, and the Chang family deliberately drove down the price of Yin's shares during that period.

Yin Chengjue clenched his fists, looked in the direction of the sound, and his eyes were cold.

Chang Yue, who had been all smiles, suddenly met Yin Chengjue's gaze, and his expression froze. He couldn't immediately recall what he had done to displease Yin Chengjue.

Yin Chengjue didn't respond, leaving Chang Yue, who had taken the initiative to come forward, standing somewhat awkwardly.

Fortunately, Chang Yue was accompanied by a handsome, baby-faced man. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, he immediately spoke up to defuse the situation, saying, "It is fate that we have met. Why don't we get on our horses and ride around to exchange riding skills?"

Chang Yue immediately gave the baby-faced man an approving look and said, "Alright, Mr. Yin, please go first. And this gentleman... um, what's his name again?" Chang Yue looked at Rong Yu standing next to Yin Chengjue.

Rong Yu smiled and said, "It's alright if Mr. Chang doesn't know my name, it's not important. I won't introduce myself."

Chang Yue: "..."

Looking at Rong Yu's bright smile, Chang Yue couldn't tell whether Rong Yu was saying that his name wasn't important, or whether he knew his name or not.

Yin Chengjue raised his hand and ruffled Rong Yu's hair: "Okay, I know."

Chang Yue: "..." Is it just my imagination? Why does it feel like I've not only been subtly insulted, but also force-fed a dose of PDA?

"Um..." The baby-faced man tried to save face for Chang Yue. He didn't dare to say anything to Yin Chengjue, so he could only look at Rong Yu: "If you're a beginner, it's better to start by riding some horses with a gentle temperament. They'll be easier to handle."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a hiss was heard, followed by several exclamations.

"Quick, pull her back!"

"Don't disturb the guests!"

"Oh no! It's heading towards the horse farm!"

At the same time, a large, crimson horse charged into their line of sight.

The young man leading the way changed his expression and quickly said, "Young masters, please step back! That horse was just brought in this morning and hasn't been tamed yet!"