Shen Mengxi is very glad that she is a war correspondent, and her special profession allows her to get a visa to the United States in the shortest possible time. Fortunately, she had just returned from the war-torn Middle East and had a long vacation period, otherwise she really wouldn't have had the time to go to the United States to inherit the "legacy" left to her by this mysterious great-aunt. Shen Mengxi secretly congratulated herself on her good luck, but she didn't know that people had already calculated her itinerary and availability.

When Shen Mengxi walked out of the customs, a middle-aged man in a black custom suit walked towards her with a smile, "Ms. Shen, hello!" It's been a great journey! The contemptible Han Jiayi is the lawyer in charge of Ms. Shen Jingxiang's posthumous affairs! ”

Shen Mengxi politely stretched out his right hand to shake Han Jiayi's hand, and then said with a smile: "Lawyer Han has worked hard!" ”

"Ms. Shen is polite, not to mention that this is my duty, but to Ms. Shen Jingxiang once sponsored me to study, and I feel very relieved to be able to do a little bit for her!" Han Jiayi said with a hint of sadness in his tone!

Shen Mengxi has been a war correspondent for many years, and she has long been accustomed to seeing life and death, and has seen the dirtiest, most terrifying, and cold-blooded scenes in the world, which makes her heart unusually calm, and can even be said to be indifferent, and now it is difficult to have anything to make her heart fluctuate anymore!

"It seems that this great-aunt of mine is a good person!"

"That's right, she's the wisest and kindest old lady I've ever met!" Han Jiayi said sincerely.

Shen Mengxi nodded silently and lowered his eyelids.

Han Jiayi led Shen Mengxi to a silver-gray Mercedes-Benz sedan, and very gentlemanly helped Shen Mengxi open the door of the back seat, Shen Mengxi sat on it and smiled at Han Jiayi and nodded his thanks.

The car drove out of the range of the airport, and Han Jiayi observed Shen Mengxi from time to time through the rearview mirror.

Shen Mengxi looked sideways at the rapidly reversing scene outside the car window, his eyes were confused, and his thoughts were empty...... There seemed to be a continuous burst of gunfire in her ears, which made her unconsciously clench her fists. The pain of her fingertips piercing into her flesh woke Shen Mengxi up, and she slowly let go of her clenched hands and took a few deep breaths to relax herself. This kind of auditory hallucinations is an occupational disease that every war correspondent has, and it takes a long time to recover!

"Ms. Shen, the time you landed in New York is in the morning, after a night of flying must be very tired, I will send you to the hotel to rest, after lunch I will bring the relevant documents to you, you don't have to worry after you sign, I will do the rest of the work for you. If it goes well, after three days you will be able to go to the bank and withdraw your belongings from the safe! ”

"Got it!" Shen Mengxi said softly, she didn't want to talk now, the jet lag made her feel a little dizzy, she leaned her head on the pillow and closed her eyes to recuperate.

The silver-gray Mercedes-Benz sedan stopped in front of the Central Garden Hotel in Manhattan, and a handsome man in a red uniform walked over and opened the door for Shen Mengxi.

“Good monig，madam!”

“Good monig!thank you!”

Shen Mengxi stood in front of the hotel, looked up at the luxurious building, turned around and whispered to Han Jiayi who came over, "Isn't this hotel a little too high-end?" I'm a poor journalist, but I don't have the confidence to live in such a place! ”

Han Jiayi smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ms. Shen Jingxiang has already set aside a part of the expenses to cover all your expenses in the United States!" ”

"How much?"

"A million dollars!"

"Hiss......" Shen Mengxi gasped, she couldn't have imagined that her great-aunt, who had been missing for almost a century, was so rich, she left a million for her expenses during her time in the United States, so how much net worth did she donate?

Shen Mengxi didn't ask this question, but asked another question, "You said that my great-aunt couldn't find her home because she had amnesia, why would she insist that I inherit part of her inheritance after so many years?" ”