Queen Of Racing: Rebirth And Revenge

Before Wendy approached, the figure lying on the sofa moved slightly and sat up straight from the sofa.

"Harold? Why are you sleeping here? " Wendy asked with a frown.

Harold didn't expect that Wendy would wake up. He thought for a while and explained, "I'm tired of reading documents and want to take a nap. I didn't expect that I would fall asleep."

Taking a glance at the documents on the tea table, Wendy knew that his explanation was to deal with her. But she didn't care so much. She walked up to him and held his hand. "It's too late now. You'd better go to bed, Harold."

"Uh..." Harold stopped and looked at Wendy hesitantly.

Although the room was dark, Harold could still see Wendy through the dim night light on the wall. She was staring at him with her big watery eyes.

crystal clear.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Harold stopped his steps, Wendy asked in confusion.

Harold thought for a while, shook his head and said softly, "Nothing."

"Okay." Wendy turned ar

They applauded excitedly and shouted, "Oh my God, she is so awesome! I'm not interested in racing at first, but I want to watch it on the spot now! When is the race?"

"Hey, the race is over the day before yesterday!"

"What? I missed it! What a pity! What's the ranking of Vivien? Top ten?"

"The top ten? Are you kidding me? She is the first place, OK?"

"The first place? You didn't say anything wrong? So powerful? "

"Of course! This time, she had won four consecutive wins! There are many her fans in our country!"

"Wow! What an amazing girl! "

After a few laps, Wendy drove the formula racing car back to the pit stop. The photographer was ready, with the camera facing the floor.

Wendy got out of the car in a domineering manner. The female staff around her couldn't help but scream.

The photographer straightened up and aimed the camera at the upper part of her body. Wendy took off her helmet in a cool manner, and her soft hair fell down from the helmet.