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!

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 up! Why

mother. I can't afford

that day, and now I also save your

her previous life, right! Racing could

Sane excitedly and said, "Sane,

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

driver can make a lot of money if he gets the first place in the race! I can make money to pay back

in surprise. Some time ago, he went abroad to watch a racing. In that race, a car lost control and rolled over and hit

a weak girl want to go racing and choose such a

that Wendy would pretend to be helpless and cry for

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

spy, she should choose to stay instead

The mother and daughter were full of mysteries, which were

know how to respond: "A, a racing driver? Why do you

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

help you keep an eye on the domestic clubs." Harold agreed to

Wendy was

was on the road of racing again.

do you still have a headache?" Sane asked.

"No. I'm fine."

girl, Sane felt a sense of pity in his heart. "You'd better go back

deep bow to Sane and Harold. Then she

figure disappearing in his sight, Sane frowned

we should take

she want to be a racing driver. It's so unexpected. Harold, help her choose a good club. " Sane exhorted. Whether Wendy