Chapter 850 It's Sour to the Point Where I Thought You Wanted to Murder Your Husband

• A month later, the temperature gradually dipped as the entire Highside seemed to be welcoming winter solstice.
• The fallen leaves covered the entire street. The light breeze and drizzle brought an air of coldness.
• The renovation of the new studio was also progressing at an accelerated pace. If everything went according to plan, they would be able to move in by the end of this month at the latest.