Rebirth: Fast Track Love

Although the reason was a little farfetched, it could be barely explained.

"According to our investigation, that bus seems to be heading for you and your mother."

"What? It's for us! " Wendy's eyes widened in disbelief.

Harold carefully observed every expression of Wendy and continued to ask, "Who have you been in conflict with recently?"

"conflict? No! " Wendy searched her memory. Sara was gentle and seldom had conflicts with others.

"No?"

"No! No one!" Wendy nodded and said.

Harold asked a few more questions. Wendy either couldn't answer them or didn't know.

The investigation immediately came to an impasse.

"Wendy, what's your father's phone number? He must be very anxious at home when such a thing happened to you! " Sane asked.

'Dad? Derek?' A trace of disgust flashed through Wendy's eyes. She shook her head and said, "I don't have a father. I have a single parent."

"Ah? I see! Sorry! " Sane and Harold exchanged a quick look and continued, "what are you going to do in such a situation?"

"I...I..." Wendy looked at Harold blankly. What should she do now? She didn't have a father, and her mother was seriously injured in the hospital. She didn't know how much it would cost for a day.

Oh! Money! She couldn't afford such a high medical fee at all. What should she do!

anxiety of Wendy in his eyes and saw her kneeling on the ground. He reached out to help her in a hurry and said, "Oh, my child! Get

I can't

saved my life that day, and now I also save your mother. That's what it should be! " Sane helped Wendy up and sat on the

in her previous life, right! Racing could make money! She could make a

looked at Sane excitedly and said, "Sane, I have an

on the sofa and looked at Wendy indifferently, trying to see if her idea was the same as their

happily, "I, I can drive! I can learn racing! I heard that a professional racing driver can make a lot of money if he gets the first place in the race!

looked at Wendy in surprise. Some time ago, he went abroad to watch a racing. In that race, a car lost control and rolled over and hit the guardrail aside. The car

girl want to go

they had expected. They had thought that Wendy would pretend to be helpless and cry for

If she were a racing driver, she would live in a dormitory with

Wendy was really the opponent's spy, she should choose to stay instead of

were complicated again. The mother and daughter were

guess. For a moment, Sane didn't know how to respond: "A, a racing driver? Why

I drove so well for the first time. I think I should have some talent in driving..." Wendy said firmly, "I'm sixteen years old. I'm healthy. I

keep an eye on the domestic

Wendy was

the road of racing

do you still have a headache?" Sane

"No. I'm fine."

his heart. "You'd better go back and have a good

Wendy stood up and made a deep bow to Sane and Harold. Then she went back

figure disappearing in his sight, Sane frowned

I don't think we should take them lightly." Harold said in

really didn't expect that she want to be a racing driver. It's so unexpected. Harold, help her choose a good club. " Sane exhorted. Whether Wendy was a spy or