A sinister glint flashed in Xiamu Qingyan's eyes when she heard that those young ladies wanted to take a selfie with Xirong Ziye.
Deep down, she felt extremely reluctant, but she still nodded in a graceful manner and showed a friendly face. She had to maintain her pure image and could only continue to get used to her pretense.
Those ladies were emanating youthful energy. As Xirong Ziye glanced at them, he was immediately reminded of the days of his education. Back then, Bai Yaoyao was just as bold and energetic as they were.
Since they wanted to take a photo with him and Xiamu Qingyan didn't object, he smiled cheerfully and went ahead to take a selfie with them.
Once they were done, the ladies jumped in excitement.
"President, you're my idol!"
"President, you're the best. You're so friendly and even took a selfie with us!"
"A lot of our classmates admire and like you!"
"Wow! President is so handsome and perfect up close!"
