Feng Mian looked at Han Mei without any expression on her face. She really wanted to laugh when she saw how confident Han Mei was. Right now, she was staring back at Feng Mian, challenging her.

"Han Mei, Han Mei, do you really think that everyone is so dumb?"

"What are you…"

"There are cameras in the hotel, which surely have already caught your movement," Feng Mian replied calmly. In fact, she had already seen the recording because Zhang Xue showed it to her not long ago. However, she had another task to do. "When the recording is shown to the police, do you really think that you still can go safely?"

Han Mei was not a professional thief. She could not know that there were hidden cameras that Zhang Xue had set up when he built the hotel. Some of them were added in to ensure the safety in the hotel. The resolution was also quite good because Zhang Xue wanted to make sure that he would be able to settle his guests' demand.

Hearing that, Han Mei winced. "You must be lying! They have already…"

Feng Mian took out her phone and showed a video. She played it and Han Mei's face paled. She could see herself when she walked into the room where Zhang Xue stayed as the room number was clear. When she walked out of the room, her hand was still holding onto a few pieces of paper.

"With a bit of investigation, I'm sure that it'll be known that the content of the paper is Zhang Xue's recipe. Do you think that you can just go easily when you already offend the Zhang Family?"

Han Mei's face constricted with fear. She looked at Feng Mian. "What do you want?"

"Tell me who asked you to steal the recipes."

Han Mei frowned. "Why should I tell you?"

"If you don't tell me, you would be charged guilty of trespassing, stealing, and also faking your identity as the worker in the hotel," Feng Mian replied with a brilliant smile. "Do you know that you can get at least a year in prison because of these three offense. Not to mention that you might get charged with trespassing the privacy of some important guests because if they knew that you entered the hotel, they would not like it well."

There were a lot of important guests in the hotel because Zhang Xue's hotel was a known place. However, it was clear that there would be decent security in that place too.

Han Mei's face stricken with fear but then she calmed down. She looked at Feng Mian. "Why don't you release the news that there are thieves entering one of the most prestigious hotels…?"

Feng Mian had to admit that at times, Han Mei had the brain, but it was useless here. "Sure, but you should know that because of this offense, you might even be jailed for 10 years at the b.a.r.e minimum."

"How come…!"

Han Mei stared blankly at Feng Mian. She knew what Feng Mian said was true. She could only enter the hotel because there was one person who helped her due to an order. However, that person would be more loyal to the one who gave order.

"So, do you want to cooperate or bear the brunt yourself?"

Han Mei looked at Feng Mian with deep hatred. She didn't want to go down by herself. If she had to go down, she would surely bring those around her. "It's easy, the one who asked me to do this was Patissier Mei. She wanted to win against…"

Bang!

A woman stood near the door as Han Mei's expression turned pale. "P…Patissier Mei?"

"You should have been quiet."

Han Mei realized that Patissier Mei wanted her to be the scapegoat. Her face flushed red in anger. "That was all your order!"

"And you're the one stupid enough to trust a woman you have only met once. Get the two of them!" Patissier Mei ordered the man behind her.

The man nodded and lunged towards Han Mei and Feng Mian, trying to capture them. Before he could get close, someone had already appeared before him, kicking him away to the back.

"What's with the commotion?"

The door was opened and a few more people walked out of the large kitchen. The sound that Patissier Mei created because of the attack interrupted their enjoyment. Patissier Mei quickly disregarded the man on the floor as she turned to the crowd with teary eyes.

Han Mei could feel her blood boiling in anger. "She tried to kill me!"

"I didn't! Don't try to fool me!"

"You liar!"

Han Mei charged towards Patissier Mei blindly, trying to injure her. The guards quickly stepped in and stopped Han Mei from getting what she wanted. On their back, a few more guards were watching the kitchen attentively. Even if there was commotion, they would never allow anyone to dirty this place.

Feng Mian shook her head lightly. She just thought that Han Mei finally had some brain, but she ended up like this. Her head raised to the front where the man was flown away.

In that split second, Feng Shao had appeared and helped her to block the attack. If not, Feng Mian was sure that she would have been dead.

"I think that's enough," Feng Mian sighed and stepped forward. "Sir, please take these two away."

"I'm not doing anything wrong," Patissier Mei sobbed.

Feng Mian had to applaud this woman for her acting skill, but she was not in the mood to entertain them. The grand kitchen was closing, which meant that the competition would start soon.

She raised her hand, which was holding a recorder. Their conversation began to play.

"So, do you want to cooperate or bear the brunt yourself?"

"It's easy, the one who asked me to to do this was Patissier Mei. She wanted to win against….

Bang!

"P…Patissier Mei?"

"You should have been quiet."

"That was all your order!"

Their conversation from before was replayed. The vicious tone that Patissier Mei used rang in their ear. The guards understood and immediately began their work to bring the two women out. One of them looked at Feng Mian.

"Can you please come with us for some questions?"

Feng Mian looked at the hall with pity, but she nodded. She wanted to see Zhang Xue competing, but in this situation, it would be impossible. "Fine."

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Patissier Mei was trying to release herself while Han Mei was staring at that woman coldly. The two of them were clearly trying to make things difficult as they continued to fight.

It took some time for Feng Mian to answer all of their questions. At the same time, she sent a copy of the recording to the police and another copy to Zhang Liang and Zhang Xue's email. This way, they would be able to use it if the police 'accidentally lose' theirs.

"Are you having fun?"

"What fun? I'm not going…" Feng Mian just answered without thinking when she realized the voice was oddly familiar. Raising her head, Feng Mian looked at the man before her, her husband. "W…why are you here?"

Zhang Liang sighed and looked at his wife. "Do you really think that I want to stay quiet in the hospital when you're coming here?"

"It had healed," Zhang Liang replied. As long as he didn't run a marathon for six hours, he was assured by the doctor that the wound wouldn't reopen. Of course, he still needed to take care of his health for the time being.

Feng Mian looked at Zhang Liang suspiciously. "Didn't the doctor say that you still have to stay there?"

"There's no need to stay there anymore."

Zhang Liang would not tell Feng Mian that he asked the doctor for a checkup. There was no longer any pain and even the mark was disappearing. However, he was held back because the doctor knew that he would surely train his body again when he returned back home. It was the doctor who had already served Zhang Family for a long time, so he was familiar with the twin's habit of overworking.

"Can I trust your word?"

Zhang Liang laughed bitterly at Feng Mian's skeptical response. "Don't you want to watch Xue? Let's go inside."

"Ah! He's still competing? I want to watch!"