Xia Lei had left, and the Germans also dispersed. Only Ling Han and Song Baicheng remained in the hall, with ugly expressions on their faces.

“I…” Song Baicheng wanted to explain himself, but the words died when they came to his mouth. He honestly did not know what to say.

“There’s no need to explain. I know what’s going on.” Ling Han’s voice was cold. “If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too stupid! You cannot even see through such a simple trap! Did you think you were some sort of god of love? You cannot see through such a simple trap? Why would that German woman even like you?”

Song Baicheng face was filled with shame and he dared not talk.

Ling Han sighed. “That German woman framed you, and Xia Lei even pulled me into the conflict. Do you know why he did that?”

Song Baicheng thought about it and answered carefully, “Did he want to take revenge on us for what we did last time?”

Ling Han knew what Song Baicheng was talking about, but he said, “If that is what you think, then you are underestimating Xia Lei.”

“If he is not taking revenge for what happened in the...