Jing Juntao's old friend's daughter had always been jealous of Zhang Shiwan's beauty and talent. When she learned that the pan-fried meat and the special soup were made by Tang Huai, she deliberately said aloud, "Shiwan, didn't you claim that the soup was prepared by the head chef of the hotel? You also said it was a chicken bone soup, and that the pan-fried meat was beef, when it's actually wild boar meat. Shiwan, is it your habit to lie like this?"
As soon as the girl finished speaking, many guests turned their gazes toward Zhang Shiwan. Her face turned pale, and despite her usually sharp mind, at this moment, she didn't know how to respond to the girl's words.
Zhang Shilan glared at the girl, thinking she talked too much. If she didn't speak, nobody would take her for a mute anyway.
Upon hearing the girl's words, everyone was quite aware that Zhang Shiwan had lied, but out of respect for her being Zhang Jintao's daughter, they said nothing.
