Dreaming Back to the 90s to Help My Dad Chase Away Rivals (BL)

Chapter 74: Taking Advantage of Someone's Vulnerability

Translator: dapotaturs

Release Date: 03/30/2024

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Chapter 74: Taking Advantage of Someone's Vulnerability 

Ning Xiaobei lifted his head from the steering wheel, his eyes unfocused.

"Achoo..."

He sneezed softly, feeling a chill creeping up his arm hairs, slipping into his collar, reminding him that the season had changed.

From spring to early winter, time passed by in the blink of an eye.

Recalling the events of the afternoon, after picking up Fan Xia from the hospital and not staying long, colleagues and leaders from Fan Xia's office came to visit him.

Not wanting to disturb them, Ning Xiaobei greeted Uncle Zhao and drove back home.

Perhaps it was because of the rain he got caught in at the hospital in the afternoon, Ning Xiaobei felt unusually tired. As he drove into the underground parking lot, he couldn't help but doze off.

Yawning, Ning Xiaobei took out his phone and checked the time, realizing it was already past seven in the evening. WeChat notifications filled the screen, with all but a couple from Fan Xia, the rest being unread messages.

Ning Xiaobei was about to reply when a sudden thought flashed through his mind. Since his dad and Uncle Zhao's relationship had already come to light, if he dialed his dad's number now, and someone answered, would it mean he had succeeded completely?

Unable to contain his excitement, he flipped through his contacts several times until he finally found Ning Jianguo's number and pressed the dial button with trembling thumbs.

"Ring... ring... ring..."

Ning Xiaobei held his breath, listening to the cold and mechanical waiting tone emanating from his phone, feeling as if his heart had been lifted to his throat by a thread.

"Ring... ring... ring..."

One hand pressed against his chest, he sniffed to clear his slightly blocked nose, looking through the skylight at the layers of pipes surrounding the underground parking lot, his heart following the pipes all the way up to his own home upstairs.

Would his dad be there?

"Hello..."

A deep, elderly voice came from the other end of the line.

"Dad... Dad!"

Tears welled up in his eyes.

He covered his mouth and shouted out loud the term he had longed to use.

He accidentally hit the horn with his elbow, and it made a loud sound. It startled passersby, but he was too preoccupied to care.

Dad, Dad, he's come back to life, he's succeeded, he's done it!

"Xiaobei?"

There was silence from the other end.

"What's wrong? It's me, Uncle Zhao."

His heart sank suddenly.

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Opening the door, Ning Xiaobei roughly tossed the keys onto the cabinet in the hallway and headed towards the living room, taking off his coat as he went.

As he passed by the bookshelf, he deliberately glanced at it, and sure enough, Ning Jianguo's portrait was still in its original place.

Ning Xiaobei closed his eyes, feeling a pang in his heart. The disappointment that followed the great joy drained his last bit of strength.