Wang Yue hadn't expected Mi Lai to be so good at handling people. As expected of a rich girl—having grown up surrounded by that kind of influence, she must have learned it naturally.
Wang Yue figured that if Lu Tao had Mi Lai, it would be incredibly difficult for him to focus on working hard, so he said with a smile, "You can take care of Xiao Yun for me. If Old Lu and I end up drinking too much, we won't be able to look after her."
Mi Lai immediately waved a hand and said boldly, "Don't worry. I've got this."
Mi Lai talked a good game, but once the drinking actually started, she drank even more heavily than Wang Yue.
Before long, she was joining Lu Yaxun, the heartbroken man, in complaining about Lu Tao and Lin Wanfen.
At first, Lu Yaxun had awkwardly downed a drink when the young woman toasted him. But one drink followed another, and soon he was quite drunk.
Seeing Mi Lai and Lu Yaxun squeezed together, drinking as though they had endless things to talk about, Yang Xiaoyun couldn't help asking Wang Yue worriedly, "Teacher Wang, isn't this a bad idea? Are we really going to set them up?"
Wang Yue just smiled. "What's wrong with that? If the two of them get together, we can all have a group wedding."
Lu Yaxun had been influenced by Wang Yue and Yang Xiaoyun. Having just divorced, he really did want to find a young woman who could give him a son to carry on the family line.
And Mi Lai was so enthusiastic that he couldn't help thinking she might be interested in him, too.
That was the power of example!
The old Lu Yaxun would never have thought that way. Even if