The girl needs to be told where things are. A wedding is a serious matter, not some kind of disco.”

“Mom, stop it already,” Sasha whispered.

Her mother-in-law pierced her with a cold gaze.

– Taste is built by upbringing, my dear. And upbringing… well, you know. Where would it come from in a girl from the outskirts, who was picking potatoes just yesterday?

“Lyon, wait,” Sasha finally responded. “Mom, why are you doing this?”

– What did I say?

– I’m just telling the truth. It’s better for him to know now than to be embarrassed later.

Alena didn’t answer and left.

She studied at a Moscow university for four years. She worked at a large advertising agency. Her parents gave her a good foundation. All of this would sound like