i remember how veligorov once blew the whole siren for you in our yard. and his wife on herself.be a married woman again, listen, yurka, you are not yuli. say what you want, huh? i want happiness, to whom you do not thank you. well, for myself, of course, just don’t have 15 years for me, like a damned one, and we studied together in the same hostel. we lived together. our business was started. and now he is the owner of this business, you understand? what am i doing here? i'm sorry. you are my sister. you will get married and be happy, and he, for family reasons, take me in. and if you are not happy, you will get divorced, and we will discuss half of the company or the whole company, but this is how the card falls. ah such napoleonic plans. only one thing, if i don’t want to get married, my dear nadyushenka. come on, i won’t even persuade you, but we know very well why you married your ex. you live now in his three-room apartment, well done well, why should you jump out to get married again? and what? deal. here's a good guy. oh, marish completely forgot my neighbor gave her dres