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!

He reached out to help her in a hurry and said, "Oh, my child! Get up! Why are you

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

for the medical expenses. You 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

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

and

me. " Sane's 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

I can learn racing! I heard that a professional racing driver can make a lot of money if he gets the first

Harold looked at Wendy in surprise. Some time ago, he went abroad to watch a racing. In that race, a car

to go racing

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

that she wanted to be a racing driver. If she were a racing driver, she

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

and daughter were full of mysteries, which

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

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 clubs." Harold agreed to Wendy's

was relieved.

didn't expect that she was on the road of racing

have

"No. I'm fine."

a sensible and obedient girl, Sane felt 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

Sane and Harold. Then she went back to her ward with a man in black.

figure disappearing in his sight, Sane

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

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 drop of her kindness would be rewarded as a