Ethan picked up the soup bowl and took a sip, his eyes suddenly lighting up.
"Mmm~ This soup is so fresh! The herb flavor is perfectly stewed in."
Then he ate unceremoniously, saying through a mouthful of food:
"Sister Vic, what do you do for work?"
"I'm in e-commerce. I opened a small company myself, and my schedule is quite flexible so I can take care of the baby!"
Victoria picked up a piece of red snapper and placed it in Ethan's bowl, and the bright glaze on the fish was particularly attractive under the light.
Ethan paused—right! 2014 was the golden period for e-commerce to take off.
No wonder she was well-off. At this time, doing e-commerce was basically printing money, and in the next few years, online shopping would slowly become part of people's daily lives.
He secretly admired Victoria's business vision. If she could seize the live-streaming trend after short videos exploded, her future would be limitless.
Thinking of the amazing income of those top streamers in his previous life—some made fortunes hand over fist.
Some could even say outrageous things with complete confidence.
Ethan gave a thumbs up and praised:
"Wow! Sister Vic, you're amazing! Knowing how to make money and cook—you're basically the benchmark for independent women in the modern era!"
"How can you say it so exaggerated~" Victoria was amused by his exaggerated tone, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.
She gently brushed the stray hair behind her ear, and her eyes were particularly gentle under the light.
Ethan continued:
"And Sister Vic is so beautiful too. Whoever gets to marry you in the future will be blessed beyond measure!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized he'd said the wrong thing—Victoria's failed marriage.
The air was instantly quiet for a second.
Ethan quickly put down his fork and said seriously:
"Sister Vic, it's not your problem. That person had no vision and didn't have the blessing of having a good woman like you. You'll meet your true love in the future!"
Victoria smiled unexpectedly and reached out to ruffle his hair:
"Why are you so nervous? Your sister doesn't blame you."
Her eyes were gentle and firm:
"It's good living with the baby now. And besides, don't I still have a younger brother like you!"
Immediately afterward, Victoria picked up another piece of salmon and placed it in Ethan's bowl, asking with concern:
"By the way, the results should come out in a few days. Do you feel confident? Which university are you planning to apply to?"
Ethan took a sip of soup slowly, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth:
"Sister Vic, didn't I say it before? I can pick between Harvard and Yale!"
"Stop joking! Tell your sister the truth!" Victoria glared at him playfully.
Ethan helplessly spread his hands:
"See! Being honest, and no one believes it!"
He put down his fork and said seriously:
"Actually, I want to go to New York. The universities there are pretty good."
"New York... It is indeed a good place." Victoria's eyes lit up.
She suddenly leaned a bit closer and said mysteriously:
"Tell your sister as soon as the results come out, and I'll prepare a surprise gift for you."
...
The two of them enjoyed the food while chatting about everything under the sun.
Before they knew it, the clock was pointing to eight o'clock in the evening.
After cleaning up the dishes, they went to the balcony to drink tea and chat.
The night breeze blew gently, carrying the warmth unique to summer.
The tea set was arranged on the balcony. Victoria skillfully brewed tea, and the tea's aroma slowly filled the air.
"Ahh~"
Ethan took a sip of the clear tea and suddenly asked:
"Sister Vic, do you watch the World Cup?"
Victoria's eyes lit up:
"Watch! But I mainly watch Argentina's games. I'm a die-hard Argentina fan!"
"What!"
Ethan was so excited he almost knocked over his teacup, and quickly reached out his hand:
"Sister Vic, we're on the same team! I'm also an Argentina fan!"
As he spoke, he reached out and shook hands with Victoria, expressing his greetings as fellow fans. The two of them held hands together, and Ethan could feel the warmth from Victoria's fingertips.
Victoria also said happily:
"This is really such a coincidence! You saved me and the baby first, and now even the team we like is the same. We really are fated!"
Victoria withdrew her hand and sighed softly:
"Are you planning to watch the Argentina vs Iran match at three in the morning? This game time is so unfriendly."
Ethan picked up his teacup and took a sip:
"Watching it! Can't help it—this tournament is held in South America."
He added as if remembering something:
Victoria rested her chin on her hand and gazed into the distance:
"I really hope to see the World Cup live once in my lifetime..."
The night wind blew her hair, making it glow with a soft sheen in the moonlight.
Ethan's hand holding the teacup paused slightly.
....
After more than two hours of chatting.
Ethan had a deeper understanding of Victoria—this seemingly gentle sister was so passionate when it came to football. They talked about everything from Messi's technical characteristics to Barcelona's tactical system for the new season, and the more they talked, the more engaged they became.
The two also discussed the lineup for next season for a long time.
Ethan deliberately threw out a topic:
"I think Barcelona should strengthen their striker next season. Maybe bring in Suarez!"
Victoria shook her head and laughed lightly, her brown eyes shining with disagreement in the moonlight:
"I don't think that's possible! The club just spent a fortune to buy Neymar. How could they spend so much money again so quickly? And Suarez isn't cheap..."
Ethan smiled and said nothing.
He clearly remembered that just a few days later, in the World Cup, Suarez would be banned by FIFA for ten games after his famous "biting incident," and Barcelona would still recruit him at a sky-high price of over 80 million euros.
The later performance of the MSN trio would also prove the wisdom of that deal.
....
Ethan glanced at his phone—it was nearly midnight.
He put down his teacup and stood up:
"Sister Vic, it's getting late. I won't bother you anymore! I'll head back and watch the game."
As soon as he finished speaking, Victoria grabbed his wrist:
"What bothering! Your sister's house is your home! Just watch the game at my place. It just so happens we're both Argentina fans—how lively to watch together! The guest room has been empty. I'll go change the sheets for you. Just sleep here if you get tired."
Before Ethan could respond, Victoria was already hurrying toward the bedroom, her hair gently swaying behind her.
He looked at her back, shook his head, and chuckled—he'd said he was leaving because he was worried about disturbing her rest.
After a while.
Victoria came back holding the changed sheets, with a little sweat on the tips of her hair:
"See, it's all ready. We can have a late-night snack while watching the game later. There's still some of the food we made last time in the fridge."
The moonlight outside the window gently sprinkled on the floor.
Ethan suddenly felt that compared to watching the game at home alone, with such a close sister by his side, this World Cup night would be particularly unforgettable.
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