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!

her kneeling on the ground. He reached out to help her in a hurry and said, "Oh, my child! Get up!

Help my mother. I can't afford the medical

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

How could she get money! Except for racing in her previous life,

at Sane excitedly and said, "Sane, I

smiling eyes flashed a trace of scrutiny. Harold also sat on the sofa and looked at Wendy indifferently, trying to see if her idea was the same

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! I can make money to pay

watch a racing. In that race, a car lost control and rolled over and hit the

could a weak girl want to go racing

Wendy would pretend to be helpless and cry

wanted to be a racing driver. If she were a racing driver, she would live in

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

daughter were full of

little different from their guess. For a moment, Sane didn't know how

have some talent in driving..." Wendy said firmly, "I'm sixteen years old. I'm healthy. I can make money on

help you keep an eye on the domestic clubs."

Wendy was

the road of racing

do you still have a

"No. I'm fine."

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

to Sane and Harold. Then she went

sight, Sane frowned and said, "have we

should take them lightly." Harold said in a

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,