Chapter 28: I Cheat on You, What Is It to You?

[Host Space Upgrade: lv8]
[Reward: Area increased by 90 square meters]
[Reward: One multifunctional coffee table, equipped with a high-end tea set and drinking water]
[Current equipment: 1.5-meter single bed, two-seater sofa, coffee table, television, massage chair, window.]

Qin Feng felt even more satisfied after hearing the system's feedback. He felt Tang Tang’s massage and seemed to be enjoying it, letting out a satisfied moan from his throat:
"Senior, your technique is really good; it's very comfortable. I’ll book you again next time. Alright, that’s it for today; you can go eat now."

Tang Tang felt as if she had been granted a reprieve. She withdrew her hands almost immediately, the warmth and muscular sensation of Qin Feng’s back still lingering on her fingertips. She quietly let out a sigh of relief. From beginning to end, Qin Feng had not made a single inappropriate move; it was truly just a simple massage. Although there was more physical contact than when she was cleaning last time, which made her feel a bit uneasy, she thought about the situation: it was a zombie apocalypse, and everyone was starving. Qin Feng not only had food but also possessed a rumored firearm, yet he hadn’t used these to force her to do anything "bad."

Tang Tang tried to build herself up mentally: It’s nothing, Tang Tang, it’s nothing. Just consider it a special part-time job in the apocalypse. Trading a massage for food isn't shameful. If Wang Zi knew, he should be able to understand, right? He wouldn't want his girlfriend to starve to death, would he... Tang Tang told herself over and over that she hadn't done anything to betray Wang Zi and that Qin Feng was just helping her.

At this moment, Lin Yuwei also got up from the massage chair, stretching her body to reveal her curves, and walked over with a smile to pull Tang Tang along: "Tang Tang, honey, what are you daydreaming about? Come and eat! You must be starving, right?"

On the dining table, the M9-grade Australian Wagyu tomahawk steak emitted an alluring charred aroma, its fat sizzling; the black truffle cream pasta was rich and fragrant; the pan-seared French foie gras was so delicate it melted in the mouth. Qin Feng picked up a bottle of '82 Lafite. With a "pop," the cork was pulled, and the mellow wine aroma instantly filled the air. He poured some of the deep ruby-red liquid into the two tall glasses in front of Lin Yuwei and Tang Tang.

"Senior, care to try?" Qin Feng gestured with his glass.

Tang Tang instinctively wanted to shake her head. She had a low tolerance for alcohol, and Wang Zi didn't like her drinking. She looked at the red wine warily, then back at Qin Feng. What if there was a sedative in it?

Lin Yuwei had already picked up her wine glass, swirled it against the light, and took a small sip, squinting in satisfaction: "Oh, Tang Tang, forget about all that! It’s the end of the world anyway, there are no classes, and no future? We should just live for the moment!"

"Beauty Tang, just try it. It's '82 Lafite; I never get to touch this stuff usually. Besides, a little wine helps you sleep well."

Tang Tang’s resolve wavered. That’s right, it’s the apocalypse, what else is there to worry about? Moreover, this wine was so famous; coming from a good family background, she had naturally heard of such treasures. She hesitated and picked up the glass; the surface was ice-cold.

"Come on, let’s clink glasses!" Lin Yuwei enthusiastically bumped her glass against hers.

Tang Tang took a deep breath, brought the rim to her lips, and took a cautious sip. At first, there was a slight astringency, but then a complex and mellow fragrance bloomed on the tip of her tongue, with notes of fruit and oak interweaving, sliding down her throat and leaving a long, sweet aftertaste. She was a bit surprised; the taste of this wine was truly extraordinary.

"How is it? You're the connoisseur, is it good?" Lin Yuwei asked with a smile.

Tang Tang nodded, her cheeks flushed slightly—it was unclear whether it was from the alcohol or something else. With the fine wine to whet her appetite, Tang Tang’s hunger was fully ignited. She was no longer reserved and began to focus on devouring the delicacies before her. This was her second time eating at Qin Feng’s place, and her guard had relaxed a bit more. The foie gras melted in her mouth, the steak was tender and juicy, and the pasta was rich with the aroma of cream. Before she knew it, she was full again, her little belly bulging.

Tang Tang touched her stomach, feeling a bit embarrassed, and laughed helplessly: "Oh no, I never dared to eat like this before. If my dance instructor found out, she would definitely punish me with extra training. She always said that for us dancers, we are only allowed to eat until we are half-full."

Lin Yuwei speared a piece of lobster sashimi and said while eating: "You dance majors have it really hard. But things are like this now, why care about the teacher? Just make up for everything you wanted to eat but didn't dare to in the past!"

Tang Tang shook her head with a smile: "That won't do; girls still need to keep their figures." Despite saying that, her eyes were fixed honestly on the remaining food on the table. She cleared her throat: "I’m full, thank you for the hospitality, Qin Feng."

Qin Feng looked at her, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth: "Don’t be so formal, senior. You have such a great figure, you don’t need to worry about getting fat at all. There’s still plenty of food left; if you like it, why not pack some to take back for a late-night snack or for tomorrow?"

"Ah, really? Can I?" Tang Tang’s eyes lit up, her tone full of surprise and a hint of disbelief. At a time when food was as precious as gold, Qin Feng was actually this generous. He was actually allowing her to pack up the food? If she kept it to eat slowly in the dorm, she wouldn't have to come to Qin Feng’s for food for three days!

"Of course you can." Qin Feng said casually, as if it were just a small favor.

Lin Yuwei also immediately added: "That's great! I want to pack some too, to take back for Xuanxuan and Pan Yu to try."

The two campus belles worked together to pack the remaining steak, pasta, and seafood into the containers provided by Qin Feng. Tang Tang carried the heavy food container, her heart filled with satisfaction and a strange, lingering emotion. Qin Feng was actually quite a decent person; it seemed he didn't have any malicious intentions...

She stood up to say goodbye: "Classmate Qin Feng, I'll head back now. Thank you for the grand meal. Once the zombie crisis is over, I will repay you tenfold."

Qin Feng stood up as well: "Take care, senior. You're welcome to come back tomorrow."

Tang Tang’s cheeks heated up. Tomorrow... should she come back? What about Wang Zi? She replied vaguely: "Um... we'll see about tomorrow. Thank you so much for today, Qin Feng; you really are a good person."

Qin Feng nodded slightly, but a meaningful glint flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself: A good person? Haha, you'll soon find out exactly how "good" I am.

Tang Tang intended to head back to her dorm, but Lin Yuwei said with a smile: "You go ahead, honey, I'll stay a little longer."

"Ah? You're not leaving?" Tang Tang asked, her eyes wide.

"Yeah, I haven't finished the variety show I'm watching; I just got to the exciting part." She pointed at the large-screen TV hanging on the white wall, which was displaying colorful scenes from a variety show, but her eyes drifted toward Qin Feng, filled with a meaningful, amorous expectation.

Tang Tang gave Lin Yuwei a look full of implication and glanced at the TV, which was paused on a funny segment from the last season of *Keep Running*. Tang Tang nodded, understanding—this Lin Yuwei, it seemed, was already with that sycophant. She didn't say anything more and, carrying the packed food, turned and headed back to room 303.

Qin Feng pressed the red button in his mind, sending Tang Tang out of the system space first. He opened the door of 301 for her: "Goodbye, senior."

"Yeah, bye." Tang Tang said, lowering her head and walking away quickly.

Qin Feng watched Tang Tang’s sexy figure—slender waist and rounded hips—disappear into the 303 dorm in the hallway, a cold sneer on his lips. Immediately, he closed the dorm door, and Lin Yuwei, who was inside the system space, was also teleported out. Qin Feng locked the door of 301 behind him; the crisp sound of the lock seemed to cut off all the disturbances from the outside world.

As he turned around, Lin Yuwei had just placed the containers on the table and, before she could even catch her breath, was swept up into Qin Feng’s arms.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Lin Yuwei let out a soft exclamation, mixed with a touch of coquettishness. She wrapped her arms around Qin Feng’s neck and pressed her cheek obediently against his chest, feeling his powerful heartbeat.

"What do you think I'm doing, beauty!" Qin Feng laughed, urging Lin Yuwei to climb onto the bed on the second level.