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!

on the ground. He reached out to

my mother. I can't afford the

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

racing in her previous life, right! Racing could make money!

looked at Sane excitedly and said, "Sane,

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 as

of money if he

he went abroad to watch a racing. In that race, a car lost control and rolled over and hit the guardrail aside. The

girl want to go racing and choose such a crazy sport.

was far from what they had expected. They had thought that Wendy would pretend to be helpless and cry for sympathy by saying that she wanted to be a

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

she should choose to stay instead of leaving.

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

For a moment, Sane didn't know how to respond: "A,

have some talent in driving..." Wendy said firmly, "I'm

help you keep an eye on the domestic clubs." Harold agreed to Wendy's request.

Wendy was

the road of racing again. Is

you still have

"No. I'm fine."

girl, Sane felt a sense of pity in his heart. "You'd better go back and have a good rest. These are not in

Harold. Then she

at the figure disappearing in his sight, Sane frowned and said,

think we should take

a good club. " Sane exhorted. Whether Wendy was a spy or not, after all, she had saved their lives, and every drop of