It was a beautiful winter evening. Far on to the horizon the sun was setting making the scenery very picturesque. Xi Min was sitting in the lawn sipping coffee immersing in some deep thoughts. The blowing breeze touching his face carrying the fragrance of roses soothing his senses.

His house was like a small cottage but a really beautiful one. Entering from the lawn, u will get in the living room where he occassionally sit and watch football matches. To its right, there was a kitchen. To its left, there was his bedroom on the bed of which laptop was kept. Adjoining his bedroom was his study room with a huge library. There was very less furniture in his house but the home was beautifully decorated. Everything was according to his personal taste. He enjoys living a very minimalist life even after being a mogul.

İt is when his doorbell rang. Xi Min stood up and walk towards the door. Slowly he opened the gate and saw a girl in her mid-20s standing there.

Min, "Whom i am indulging with, lady?"

"İ am a journalist. My name is Sun Lian. İ want to have your interview."

"Please come inside."

The warm smile with which Xi greeted her made her heart throb a bit.

Coming inside, she slowly scanned the house. Everything was perfectly kept at its place. İt feels that no one even live here because nothing is like used or touched ever. Out of curiosity, she asked,

"Mr. Xi, Have u just shifted here?"

"No. Actually, İ have been living here for couple of years."

He clearly didn't understand the implied sarcasm in her words and Lian found it really cute.

Pointing towards the couch that placed exactly in the centre of the room, he said Lian to sit and asked, "How do like your coffee to be, sister?

Listening that respectful word, her heart throb again and she went stunned for some moments. Then she answered, "İ like a normal coffee. And call me by my name."

"Okay Lian." He smiled and went into the kitchen.