"You said he owns a house and a car in the Third Ring Road area. But you didn't say whether he bought them outright, so it's very likely that he took out a loan. It's also very likely that the house is in his parents' names. How did you find out that?"

She emphasized the lawyers' identities: "Both of these couples are lawyers, so one of them must be a lawyer who specializes in divorce cases. The house is very likely registered in their own names, and they helped you pay off the mortgage after you got married. They have already helped their son avoid risks, and in the end, you are the only one who will be taken advantage of."

Zhou Liang's expression had turned grim.

Lin Zhilu drew the next condition and said, "You said he has an older sister and a five-year-old nephew. I am more inclined to believe that the child is his son, and his so-called sister is his ex-wife or a girlfriend he did not marry."

"Why do I say that? Because he's already thirty-three years old, which is a very sensitive age. His family has a strong ability to avoid risks. If I had a photo of him and that child, I would be even more certain."

"Master Lin, please wait a moment."

Suddenly, someone spoke on the other end, and then Zhou Liang's phone rang. Zhou Liang glanced at it and saw a picture of a chubby man holding a child.

Zhou Tingting said, "This is a photo he sent me a few days ago. He said our future child will definitely be even cuter than his nephew."

Lin Zhilu glanced at the camera, then looked at Zhou Liang with sympathy: "Your daughter almost became a mother without pain."

She said to Zhou Tingting with certainty, "This child is your boyfriend's child."