Since Shen Dianlan had spoken, the researchers were naturally not idle. They all put in their best efforts to conduct analysis and identification, ensuring they would arrive at the most accurate answer.
During this time, Han Yun and Su Feiyang exchanged glances, their eyes revealing disdain.
They knew better than anyone that Su Wanran's land was unusable. Therefore, Su Wanran's research results would undoubtedly be compromised, ultimately leading to something similar to Su Feiyang's—a half-finished product meant to deceive.
Su Feiyang had even prepared himself to verbally abuse Su Wanran. As soon as the results were out, he would unleash his anger, directing all the conflict towards her.
Soon, the results were revealed.
All the researchers walked over together, their faces wearing smiles, though no one knew what these smiles represented.
Shen Dianlan took a deep breath and, with a nervous heart, inquired, "How is it? What are the results?"
The director of the research institute nodded with great certainty and said, "Perfect. All data meets the standards! These cherries are the Water Wave Cherries that Elder Su had always dreamed of! Thank heaven and earth, someone has finally succeeded in researching the Water Wave Cherries. Congratulations to the Su family, hearty congratulations to the Su family."
What should have been a joyous occasion was met with silence as if in a tomb.
Su Feiyang, who had been preparing to curse, swallowed his words. He could never have imagined that Su Wanran would succeed in her research.
Han Yun was equally bewildered.
Su Wanran's land was supposedly ruined. For days, Su Wanran had pleaded and begged, trying every possible method, but the police had not given her any special treatment. Under such circumstances, how could her research progress be unaffected in the slightest?
How was that possible?!
"No, it's impossible," Han Yun repeatedly shook her head and looked at the researchers, saying, "Are you sure there were no mistakes?"
The director of the research institute said with absolute certainty, "There will be absolutely no mistake. This kind of testing and identification is child's play for us. With our expertise, it's impossible to make an error. If you don't trust us, you can always find someone else to verify it."
The ability to speak so confidently certainly stemmed from certainty.
Han Yun's face turned from green to white. She suddenly turned to Su Wanran and accused, "What did you do to tamper with it?"
Su Wanran chuckled, "Third Aunt, your words are rather hurtful."
Han Yun snorted, "Don't pretend to be innocent in front of me! Everyone knows that the land you took from the Old Matriarch was the scene of a murder, and the police cordoned it off, preventing anyone from touching it. How could your research be unaffected under these circumstances? Who would believe such a story?"
Others had the same thought.
Everyone looked at Su Wanran simultaneously, awaiting a reasonable explanation.
Su Wanran smiled and said, "Mengxin, please bring the land deeds."
"Okay."
Jiang Mengxin handed some land deeds and contracts to Su Wanran.
As Su Wanran presented them to everyone, she explained, "There's more than one good piece of land in Mist Capital. After my land was deemed unusable, I had my good friend re-acquire and lease some prime land for research purposes. These are the land deeds and contracts; you can take a look."
Han Yun snatched them over and, after looking, was utterly stunned.
So the truth was this simple!
"Damn it!" Han Yun slammed the table fiercely, almost exploding with rage. She realized one thing—Su Wanran's days of crying and making a fuss at the police station were all an act put on for her benefit!
A brilliant ruse of "feinting east while attacking west." She played the game masterfully.
She had lost, Han Yun had lost completely.
Whether it was cunning schemes or open strategies, Han Yun couldn't outmaneuver Su Wanran and her allies, leading her to a dead end, and her wish to support a puppet head of the family was dashed.
Shen Dianlan, seated in the main seat, also wore a worried expression.
She had intended to remove Su Feiyang to pave the way for her daughter, Su Ru, to ascend. But as it turned out, she had only helped Su Wanran eliminate a rival.
If she had known this would happen, she might as well have...
"Alas!" Shen Dianlan also sighed deeply.
With matters having reached this point, both in terms of momentum and moral high ground, everything had shifted towards Su Wanran.
Jiang Mengxin even stated it more directly, smiling and saying, "Old Matriarch, Elder Su's wish has finally been fulfilled. His dying words have finally been realized."
Although the succession of the family head was not explicitly mentioned, it was tantamount to a public declaration.
The guests present put down their chopsticks.
As things had unfolded to this point, regardless of Shen Dianlan's willingness or how furious Su Feiyang and Han Yun were, they had to acknowledge Su Wanran as the next head of the family!
The situation was decided!!!
However, a twist emerged.
A maidservant scurried over, her expression nervous, and reported, "Reporting to the Old Matriarch, the Sleeping Dragon of Mist Capital has arrived!"
Oh?
The mention of "Sleeping Dragon of Mist Capital" immediately captured everyone's attention.
Logically, Han Shichong, the Sleeping Dragon of Mist Capital and Han Yun's elder brother, could have attended the Su family's New Year's Day banquet. However, Han Shichong held a prominent position and never stooped to attending such gatherings.
It was unexpected that Han Shichong would appear today!
Anyone with discernment could guess that Han Shichong was certainly not here merely to join the fun. He was undoubtedly here to assist his sister, Han Yun, and help Su Feiyang ascend.
With Han Shichong's intervention, even Elder Su's dying wishes might become ineffective.
Shen Dianlan, who did not want Su Wanran to be the family head anyway, seized the opportunity and happily said, "Oh my, oh my, Lord Sleeping Dragon has deigned to attend our Su family's New Year's Day banquet. What an esteemed guest, gracing us with your presence! Come, everyone, let us go to the door to welcome him!"
To have the Old Matriarch lead everyone out to greet someone—how noble must their status be?
Only the Sleeping Dragon of Mist Capital could command such treatment.
The Old Matriarch strode out the main door, with Su Feiyang and Su Wanran flanking her on either side. Others lined up on both sides, and a large group stood at the entrance awaiting the arrival of the Sleeping Dragon of Mist Capital.
Soon, they arrived.
Eight burly men were carrying a vibrantly colored palanquin, approaching step by step.
The palanquin was embroidered with a mighty sleeping dragon, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.
This palanquin was Han Shichong's exclusive 'mount.' Only he could ride in it, symbolizing his status and prestige.
To see the Sleeping Dragon palanquin was to see the Sleeping Dragon himself.
On either side, people scattered flowers and played music, creating a lively scene.
Lu Ming observed all this and sighed softly to himself, "Han Shichong, still the same as before—vain and fond of showing off. No, he's even more extravagant than before."
The palanquin was carried to the front.
Shen Dianlan stepped forward two paces and declared loudly, "The Su family matriarch, Shen Dianlan, leading everyone present, respectfully welcomes Lord Sleeping Dragon of Mist Capital!"
It felt akin to welcoming an emperor in ancient times.
Had it not been for her age, Shen Dianlan would likely have knelt and kowtowed to Han Shichong! Her subservient demeanor was utterly sickening.