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!

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 up! Why are you kneeling?

please help me! Help my mother. I can't afford the

I also save your mother. That's what it should be! " Sane helped Wendy up

previous life, right! Racing could make

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

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

I heard that a professional racing driver can make a lot of money

racing. In that race, a car lost control and rolled over and hit the guardrail aside. The car was immediately

a weak girl want to go

that Wendy would pretend to be helpless and cry

that she wanted to be a racing driver. If she were a racing driver, she would live in a dormitory with the members of

really the opponent's spy, she should choose

complicated again. The mother and daughter were full of mysteries,

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

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

will help you keep an eye on the

Wendy was relieved.

road of

have a

"No. I'm fine."

of pity in his heart. "You'd better go back and have a good rest. These are not in a hurry. It's important to take good care of

Harold.

figure disappearing in his sight, Sane

too many doubts. I don't think we should take them lightly." Harold said in a cold voice.

racing driver. It's so unexpected. Harold, help her choose a good club. " Sane exhorted. Whether Wendy was a spy or not, after all, she had saved their lives, and every drop of her kindness would be rewarded as a