It was the first time she talked about business, and the good things were interrupted by him. She poured wine on his face, but he provoked the cruelest revenge. Until I accept your plea. When we meet again, she succumbs and packs herself in front of him. He gives her a cold look and tramples on her dignity. Is there anything valuable to you other than a face? If you don’t treat me Interesting, I should be standing outside the room now, shouldn't I?