Tong Yao smiled gently, "I am not that young anymore. I will be thirty in three years."
The women present were taken aback by her words. They stared at Tong Yao in shock, completely unaware that she was that old. Judging from her appearance, Tong Yao seemed to be only twenty-one or twenty-two years old, looking like a young lady who hadn't yet married. They never would have guessed she was already twenty-seven, she definitely didn't look it.
In these times, most women were not skilled at self-care. Their days were exhausting with household chores and work, and due to financial constraints, they often appeared older than their actual age due to the excessive labor.
Seeing that Tong Yao was almost thirty, yet still so young, they felt a twinge of jealousy for no particular reason.
"You do look really young for your age," the woman who initially started the conversation remarked with a scoff.