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!

of Wendy in his eyes and saw her kneeling on the ground. He reached out to help her in a hurry

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

also save your mother. That's what

money! Except for racing in her previous life, right! Racing could make money! She could make a lot

excitedly and said, "Sane, I have an

Harold also sat on the sofa and looked at Wendy indifferently, trying to

of money if he gets the first place in the race! I can make money to pay back my mother's medical expenses!

that race, a car

weak girl want to go racing and choose

would pretend to be helpless and cry for sympathy by saying that she wanted to be a servant

were a racing driver, she would live in a dormitory

spy, she should choose

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

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

time. I think I should have some talent in driving..." Wendy said firmly, "I'm sixteen years old. I'm healthy.

will help you keep an eye on the domestic

was

that she was on the road of

still have a headache?" Sane asked.

"No. I'm fine."

a sense 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

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

figure disappearing in his sight, Sane

we should

observe for a while." Sane thought for a while and smiled, "I 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 not, after all, she had saved their lives, and every