"Ding, ding, ding." The doorbell rang in the empty living room, and what should come finally came.
"Miss, they are coming..."
"Uncle Li, let them in." Without waiting for Butler Li to finish speaking, Ling Wen spoke first.
Today was the last day of Ling Wen's stay at the Ling Family's single villa. The bank's people had arrived with a thick stack of information as scheduled, and were currently standing outside the main entrance, waiting.
Just a few days ago, the Ling Group was suddenly on the move, and news of the Ling Family's top leader, Ling Wen's father's mysterious disappearance, and his mother's suicide by jumping into the sea spread.
The Ling Family, which had been prominent in Jiangnan City for 300 years, suddenly collapsed.
Butler Li opened the door to welcome the bank staff and came to say goodbye to Ling Wen.
He had been with the Ling Family since he was a child and had stayed there for decades. Now, all the servants had been dismissed, leaving him alone.
"Miss, take care." Butler Li bowed slightly and took two steps back. He picked up his luggage and walked to the gate of the Ling Family step by step.
As Ling Wen watched Uncle Li leave, she was somewhat reluctant to part with him. In her heart, Uncle Li was like her own family.
There was no endless banquet in the world. Her father, mother, servants, and housekeeper left one after another. In the vast Ling Family's villa, she was the only one left.
Her nose twitched, and she almost shed a tear.
"Miss Ling, please sign." The autumn rain outside the courtyard had just stopped, and a gust of cold wind blew over. Ling Wen instantly came to her senses, and her tears were blown back.
She glanced at the pledge contract. As soon as she signed it, the owner of the Ling Family's mansion would be changed.
"When will the house be auctioned?" She took over the contract. The last word of the word 'Wen' was left far away, just like her mood at the moment.
The staff member looked at the 20-year-old girl in front of him and said slowly, "About half a year later."
Ling Wen returned the contract, pulled up her luggage, and walked out.
"Miss Ling's calligraphy is pretty beautiful." A faint voice came from behind her.
Ling Wen gave a bitter smile. The wind in the courtyard whirled, and the fallen leaves landed on Ling Wen's body. She turned her head and gave the house that she had lived in for more than twenty years a hard look. Her head was lowered as she wrapped her clothes around herself, her lines becoming even more alluring.
"Oh, isn't this Miss Ling? I heard that the Ling Family's mansion is worth more than 70 million yuan. Miss Ling can't stay in the mansion. Where are you going?"
Next to the Ferrari on the side of the road came a disgusting voice. Ling Wen's eyes were as cold as knives as she glared at the couple. "None of your business!"
This woman was also a famous daughter of the Gong family in Jiangnan City. Her name was Gong Xiaoyue. This man was her boyfriend, Duan Cheng.
Since the Ling Family had been defeated, Gong Xiaoyue was happier than anyone else. In the past, she could not be compared to Ling Wen in every aspect. Wherever she went, she would hear people praise Ling Wen: A straight-A student, beautiful, and a celebrity in her family. She was the winner of her life.
At the thought of this, Gong Xiaoyue's heart had long been filled with anger. Now that she could finally vent her anger, how could she not be happy!
"Since your family has been defeated, why are you still so arrogant? Why are you still the number one young lady in Jiangnan City?"
Ling Wen was indeed famous for her facial features, and she had a lovely figure. Ever since she was young, she had received a lot of love letters. Many sons of rich families were proud of being able to talk to Ling Wen, and those who pursued her could even be ranked in the middle of the street.
Duan Cheng was also one of them, but unfortunately, he was not qualified. He had been chasing her for three years, but he couldn't even say a word. It was the first time that he had listened to her talk at such a close distance today.
As expected, she was the top lady in Jiangnan!
The First Miss of the Ling Family was indeed extraordinary. Her legs were long and slender, her waist was slender, and her hair was well-proportioned. Her white and flawless face was inlaid with two big black gems, which were so pleasant to the ear even to scold.
Duan Cheng's heart went numb and he unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His eyes seemed to be glued to Ling Wen, and he did not notice that Gong Xiaoyue's eyes were full of murderous intent.
