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!

the ground. He reached out to help her in

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

you for the medical expenses. You saved my life that day, and now I also save your mother. That's what it should be! " Sane

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

at Sane excitedly and said,

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

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 back my

racing. In that race, a car

a weak girl want to go

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

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

Wendy was really the opponent's spy, she should choose

were complicated again. The mother and daughter were full of

answer was a little different from their guess. For a moment, Sane didn't know how to respond: "A, a racing

the day of the accident, I drove so 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 can make money on

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

was

road of racing

you still have

"No. I'm fine."

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

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

disappearing in his sight,

don't think we should take them lightly."

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