I Transmigrated, Then Got Picked Up by a Rich JK Girl

Chen Ling, having just finished rice mixed with bean sprouts, crouched outside an internet cafe. Penniless and in need of someone destined to cross his path. Waiting online, urgently! A pair of thigh-high stockings appeared before him. He looked up to see a cool, stunning face and an air of superiority. “Come with me. After I die, you’ll inherit all my property.” “Huh? Th-that doesn’t seem right...” Chen Ling said bashfully. “Is the money not enough?” “No, I mean, you’re so young. How long will I have to wait to inherit your estate?” “Not long. A few days.”