The Vengeful Son-in-law novel Chapter 162

After he fell asleep, everyone in the bar stood up and walked over together. They bowed to Tom, who was sleeping on the sofa in an indecent position. Then they began to move. Some went to close the door, some went to cover Tom with a quilt, and some called. "Boss, the Young Master is back."

In less than ten minutes, the bar closed, and the neon lights dimmed. The middle-aged man who was singing on the stage also got off the stage. He was very careful, afraid that he would wake Tom up, although they knew it was impossible. The person who drank the Blue Phantom would not wake up even if there were the sounds of firecrackers next to him. But their movements were still very gentle and careful. This was respect for Tom.

After half an hour, a tall woman in a trench coat walked in. She had a great aura. As a woman, her net height was 1.78 meters, and her figure was even hotter and sexy! She was like the heroine who came out of the comic book. She had big tits and booty. She was full of women's charm.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Her arrival made everyone in the bar stand up and bow respectfully to this woman. They looked at her respectfully and with admiration.

She nodded gently and took off her windbreaker, revealing her overly sexy figure.

She was clearly the most beautiful woman, and no man could move his eyes away from her, but the men in the bar did not dare to look at her more. Their eyes were clear and they did not dare to show any disrespect. This was because they knew what kind of person the boss was and what would happen if they offended her!

Besides, they respected their boss from the bottom of their hearts, and there was no possibility of any blasphemy.

The boss nodded slightly in response to them, and then her eyes were attracted to Tom who was on the sofa, and she could not move her sights away. Her vision was too good. Under such a dim light, she could still see the tears in the corner of Tom's eyes, as well as Tom's slightly furrowed brows, and the sadness between his brows.

"Did he order the Blue Phantom as soon as he came?" She asked in an overly pleasant voice.

The bearded bartender nodded and said, "Yes. Lord, he seems to have a lot on his mind. I feel that he has gone through a lot."

The boss was silent for a while, then she waved her hand and said to them, "I see. You all go back. I'll stay and take care of him."

"Yes, boss."

They answered in unison and left together.

For a long time, there were no living creatures in the huge bar apart from the boss and sleeping Tom.

The boss squatted down in front of Tom and gently stroked Tom's eyebrows. "One, you're finally back. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The boss looked at Tom with endless tenderness and affection in her eyes.

She thought that Tom would never come back. She wanted to give up many times. Fortunately, Tom came back.

Slowly smoothed the sadness between Tom's eyebrows, the boss then fondled Tom's cheek lovingly. "One, what made you so sad that you actually drank the Blue Phantom to help you sleep?"

"But no matter what happened to you, now that you're back, I won't let you leave." The boss said firmly, and a great deal of determination erupted from her eyes.

Tom seemed to have entered a different dimension. Here, there seemed to be no body, no weight, only consciousness. It was floating and floating up.

Images appeared in front of him, including the ability he had learned from his grandfather, the struggle with Owen, and the warmth of his family members.