# Chapter Thirty: Reap What You Sow
The air froze—then shifted.
The terrace was now filled with people, all of them beaming with curiosity and wanting to know the full details of the scandal.
An Zhiguo's face was calm but his hands that were clasped tightly behind his back said otherwise.
"Yanming," he said evenly, trying to think of a way out of this situation. "Tell me, this isn't what it looks like."
The question was asked most calmly, but the silence that followed was anything but that.
An Yanming stiffened and swallowed, he knew this was his chance to clarify. "It's a misunderstanding. Things were taken out of context."
"Out of context?" An Yancheng's voice carried from the other side, he had expected that both his uncle and dear cousin would play this off as a misunderstanding. "Is that the new saying for leaking company data and using it for personal gains?"
A ripple passed through the crowd—family gossip was the best kind of gossip.
