📕The System Told Me to Save a Poor Heroine — But I’ve Been Broke for 24 Years. I Need Saving More

📖 Story Synopsis: After the gas explosion, I transmigrated into a rich, willful second-generation heir who is just a cannon fodder. The next second, the system handed me an unlimited black card. Just as I was excited and ready to enjoy some time with the club’s models, the system pointed at the pitiful second female lead, drenched by the rain like a drowned rat, and said: "The male and female leads are already together. The only one left is the second female lead, who loves the male lead but can’t have him. She has fallen into a mud pit and no one cares about her. Your task is to nurture her with money. Make her the top star and lead actress in the entertainment industry, and save her dark life." As the system passionately explained, I learned that after the second female lead becomes a top star, she would hate me for humiliating her with money when she was at her lowest, and use the internet’s public opinion to take revenge on me. After my death, she would finally realize her feelings, admit she had long been in love with me, regret her actions, and kneel at my new grave, crying every night in mourning. After hearing such a dark script, I almost cried. The next second, I quickly snatched the black card, sped past the pitiful second female lead, splashed her with rainwater, and headed straight for the nearby mall and 4S store. I swiped the card like crazy— buying luxury watches, changing phones, upgrading to a top-tier computer, and buying a million-dollar sports car. Over twenty boxes clinked as they filled the trunk of the luxury car. I laughed and said, "I, George, have been poor for 24 years. I need this black card more than this second female lead to redeem my life."